1st answer
a man walks through the door

picks up a broom and sweeps all the heads into the corner

he is paid to clean the factory floor of memory

and as he appears to us he will vanish

as he transcribes doctrine from dripping oil under machinery

as he peels the skin from incorrect answers in an uncorrected state

he tells the lies what they want to hear

wipes his feet on the freshly moistened lips of rumour

2nd answer
a man walks through the door

drops down on all fours to sniff out traces of his ancestors

he can detect the whole range from conception to presence to death

although he finds evidence of guilt the most interesting

because with guilt the thoughts are left behind with the action

and the dried sweat derived from guilt has a different taste

the taste of a stillness from nerves crying through the skin

the apparent need the apparent desire to deceive or confess

3rd answer
a man walks through the door

carrying all ten fingers on a white plate

his smile will guess the weight of the body of his smile

in the defeat the victory slips inside the bone oven

salutes the treaty collected in the orange dust on a stamen

he offers all that he has touched

to all that he would touch if he could touch nothing else

peace in the mind of the heretic is the heretic in the mind

4th answer
a man walks through the door

is thanked for his attendance at the meeting

blessed with an ability to deface his supple existence

he states that he has never been more than a shadow

places a submission on the table for it to remain so

he is applauded for his honesty

in the fire on the fire before the fire

he places his hand of undrinkable water

5th answer
a man walks through the door

quickly finds that he has been partially submerged

in an ultraviolet liquid the texture of fruit pulp

this is how silence is embalmed

tired space rubbed inside the cheeks as geometric paste

his neutral erection aglow in its bath of warm static

he could've gone to sleep

if someone had shown him how to close his eyes

6th answer
a man walks through the door

is confronted by dozens of copulating mirrors

enmeshed on their cold bed of unregistered light

reflections sink the calibrations from visual songs

wasted across a market of strobe lit tongues

he has been sent to retrieve his own image

to reattach the echo to his first word

to reassess the accuracy of the right angles in this square sun

7th answer
a man walks through the door

he is immediately identified and killed

he had become too close to resembling his ideas

he knew that truth had the smell of a dead full stop

his body will be wrapped in lead up to its shoulders

his eyelids removed for use as postage stamps on citations

then he will be stood in the sand at the low water mark

signalling bodies to jump from the sea to the top of the cliff

8th answer
a man walks through the door

has finally discovered the room where all the zeros are kept

multiple portraits of the universe in small black circles

this is the language he understands

infinity that adds up to nothing

a zero is the perfect fit for the soul

the method to put one in by taking one out

to replace what is replaced with what is not replaceable