Sunday, April 28, 2024


 Soft Keys

I’ve been breaking off keys in locks

Not for Herculean strength

But the metal is so soft

The blade snaps right off

Someone has sent for a locksmith

But that may take weeks 

We’re all waiting here helplessly

Separated by a soundproof door

I can’t get in anymore

And whoever’s inside can’t get out 

At least via this route

But they always seem to have alternative exits 

And sometimes the walls

I assume surround them 

Don't even exist.

Whatever the case, I still feel trapped

Standing here like an idiot

With the bow of the snapped

Off key still in my hand.

The dynamic still holds:

There’s my side and then one with everyone else

The side I’m trying to get to  

And the side where I’m all alone 


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