"You might come here Sunday on a whim." Richard Hugo, in "Degrees of Gray in Philipsburg" * * * * * *
"Let me gaze into your lovely eyes, said a man to a mirror." Russell Edson, in "The Tormented Mirror" * *
It's just a hole
A crowd gathered at the dark entrance. Mr. Garden Hose harrumphed. Mrs. Abscessed Tooth chewed her fingernails and looked at the ground. It's just a hole in a very old wall, said Ernest.