Joe Banner

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Keys

 The key of life or living is but acting and closet doors.

Things you'll close to keep monsters at bay
are simply an addition- a part in your play.
Dust covers aren't hiding the eyes staring up,
and weighing your words won't make all this stop.

Don't press past our lifeless actions- harboring scripts of allegations,
rancid communications, and simple confirmations.

I can see past your stage, a reused plot;
it's watching the stumble of slow hidden thought.

I hate sitting on edge, knowing all that you mean;
We're divulging no words, yet it's more than it seems.

Coordinate the chaos, set the scene for two,
and together we can wreck the hell out of everything we knew.

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