If you jiggle your key long enough,
the grooves and hinges relent,
and you will find yourself within the place
I have never left.

I can feel your deep footprints, making
toe-marks into the carpets,
and the stale air, leaving with the open door
behind you.

It is always such a quiet surrender,
a virgin's soft whimpering,
that leads us seaching back,
to where we were before.

Welcome home.

02/15/2008

Posted on 02/15/2008
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