Through the Keyhole Darkly

Through the keyhole darkly, he could now remember his name Through the keyhole darkly, his medicine kicked in once again Through the keyhole darkly, he knew his daughter by her face Through the keyhole darkly, he was now back home in his space Through the keyhole darkly, his dog was closely by his side Through the keyhole darkly, his eyes though saddened, opened wide Through the keyhole darkly, her voice unwrapped a precious gift Through the keyhole darkly a love once anchored, set adrift Through the keyhole darkly, he felt the light begin to dim Through the keyhole darkly his markers fade, his reference thin Through the keyhole darkly the killer thief arrives once more Through the keyhole darkly all loss of self—a closing door (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2016)