Today I'm posting a bit of poetry from my latest collection, Fruit of the Dead. See if you can catch the references and leave a comment if you do. Twelve

He knocks
Four times.

You won’t answer
Because you know
Who’s there.
And you don’t want to go.
Even the timeless can’t
Stop time.

Four times
He knocks again.

You can’t answer
Because open doors
Invite death.
And you don’t fear leaving.
Even the brave can’t
Weather endings.

Four times
Three knocks.

You must answer
Because your master
Is time.
And you scream protest.
Even the defiant can’t
Stop progress.