Poem: Spare Keys (NaPoWriMo 12)

keys

Long forgotten
Seldom gotten
Junk drawer
Which door?
Memories
Spare keys
Forget them
Or get them
Sort them or
Distort them
Slam the drawer
What happened before
Stays before
Spare key
Memories
You don’t live here
Anymore

 

 

About the poet:
Joan writes poetry because she can’t stop. She makes juice and nut milk because she can.
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