Knock on the Door
by Conrad Aiken

Knock on the door,
and you shall have an answer!
Open the heavy walls to set me free,
And blow a horn to call me
into the sunlight,
And startled then
what a strange thing you shall see!
Nuns, murderers, and drunkards,
saints and sinners,
Lover and dancing girl
and sage and clown
Will laugh upon you,
and you will find me nowhere...
I am a room, a house, a street, a town.