hear me out

my hand touches the door,
you see me through the glass.
i yell for your name,
wave my hands in signal.
the door is locked &
you stand still.
OPEN THE DOOR!!
i hear my voice yell.
yet all you hear
on your side
is the quietness of a
pantomiming creature.
a boundary you hold close.
we require a translator, please.

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