Bury the Key
I wanted to see you,
more.
More than the seconds
of memory that
anchor
in my
head
when I tug on the rope
~~~
regret is a buried
coffin.
More you dig,
deeper
you
lay.
gates to my graveyard are
locked.
let the key vanish
Copyright © Frank Guglietta | Year Posted 2013
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