My mom is dying, going to need an ear.

[Brian37]

The Doors, By Brian37

In many a movie
The directors and grips
Use the illusion of angles
To draw you in

Remember that scene
When suddenly
The camera pulled back
Making the hallway long

Carolanne's  mother
At the other end
Horrified by 
How long the hallway had become

The doors multiplied 
The day my mom died
At the end of the hallway
I was outside myself

I'd seen it before
It is protocol 
To close the doors
Of the nursing home

When someone passes
They close the doors
On the hallway
As not to disturb

The hallway became
As long as a football field
All the closed doors
This time it was real

Those damned doors
Multiplied
Insensitive reminder
My mom has died

Like prison guards
Turning their back
Those damned doors
Empathy they lack

Time slowed down
While it sped up
Those closed doors
Don't give a damn

As I passed each one
I knew what was happening
Hoping a director
Would shout "CUT!" she'd wake up