stale chips (9/30)

Don't you hate it
when you walk into a room
and suddenly silence falls
and the air fades stale
like that old bag of Doritos
you wished you closed
but
lazily crumbled together instead?

Maybe if you used a clip
you wouldn't be so damn hungry
and so ready
to devour those hard chips...

or maybe if you screamed
to let them know who you were
before you opened
that purposely unlocked door
you wouldn't have felt so
quiet and stale...

and so ready to turn around
and run
and devour those hard chips.

Maybe you should have knocked first.