.
I’m out the door
forgot my key
time is short
I’m late
but I’m going nowhere
in this keyless state
Tonight the moon
phasing in again,
its back to utter reaches,
seems for a second
like a key or switch
needing a turn or flick
to open or start
some thought
I don’t know what
but imminent nonetheless
behind the moon’s back
beyond its silver latch
that will I hope
(not too late)
open itself with itself
being its own
key and gate
.
by Jim Culleny
6/21/12
