Go and open the green door,

Maybe you’ll see the soft leaves of an evergreen tree,

or  see a giant snapping turtle chomping on fresh greenery.

Go and open the bloodshot- red door,

maybe you’ll smell the aroma of fresh tomatoes,

or clotted blood taking over the floor.

Go and open the indigo door, 

maybe you’ll find the taste of sweet plums,

or the salty blue ocean at the back of your tongue.

Go and open the obsidian door,

Maybe you’ll find a jet-black spider,

Or charcoal in the mines of darkness.

Go and open the sapphire door,

Maybe you’ll see the shine of expensive jewellery, 

or the sun in clear skies.