I cannot get rid of a key
Even if all the locks have been changed
I never know when
It just might let me in
So I keep a bowl full waiting for that day



~ by April on May 2, 2015.

3 Responses to “Key”

  1. I hope mine is there

    • Actually this truly is about a weird thing I have with keys. I cannot throw them out. It doesn’t make sense, and I wouldn’t say I am particularly hopeful person. I tend to be more of a creative realist, pessimist even. But perhaps it is some small attempt at hope or belief. Who knows….

    • …or perhaps it is about a fear of being locked in/out and not having the key. That is always another possibility. Where is Freud/Lacan/Jung when you need him? 🙂

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