The Key

This will pass

as it does,

summer buzz.

Unrelenting until

released.

Habitual pondering

won't cease,

until he ignites

his lazy

sights

or

gives me 

the sleight.

It's never meant to be

because I'm here,

within a

we,

never to untangle,

break free.

So, here I sit

here I watch

not much to see

but a bit to

unlock,

and so I shall

do you have the key?

Oh, that's right,

the key is with

me.

Reviews

[Levi Levin]

Very good piece. You did a great job!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

whether to stay or not...it is up to the speaker...he is too indecisive...too tangled up in himself....the me rather than the we...
nicely done.
j.