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VRL Thonger

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I'll write a poem every day, might be tiny but it'll be complete.


On their first attempt

they walked straight past

the anonymous grey double doors

doubling back, on closer inspection

up three modest stone steps

the building number was just visible

as were metal reinforcements

on the doorframe. Before they could

press the discreet bell one door

swung open and as soon

as they had all stepped in

closed silently behind them.


A suited man sat behind a tall desk and

nodded – as if he knew before they mentioned it

the name of the person they needed to meet –

gesturing elegantly towards another suited

man who beckoned them into the brightly lit

entrance of a lift that seemed to have

opened that instant. As they clustered

into the narrow mirrored cubicle

they caught a glimpse of a sculpture

gleaming on the opposite wall:

the word INTEGRITY

in exquisitely cast bronze and white marble.

Day 67 In

The significance of the threshold.