Don't come round but if you do...

if you sometimes knock and I don't answer ...
maybe I am chasing the butterflies in
my wallpaper

I mean if I don't answer
I don't answer, and the reason is
that I am not yet ready to kill you
or love you, or even accept you,
it means I don't want to talk
I am busy, I am mad, I am glad
or maybe I'm stringing up a rope;
so even if the lights are on
and you hear sound
like breathing or praying or singing
a radio or the roll of dice
or typing -
go away, it is not the day
the night, the hour;

until the world is
stopped or opened
forever.

(Ch.Bukowski)