a key to her heart

was given i

by an obliging angel

i held the key high

it’s glint in the sun magnificent

& bright


a grimy ogre

snatched the key away

slithered into a hole in the ground

down which i cared not to go


i walk about

unforgiven forlorn

having been careless with

precious treasure


elvis bojangles


temple trail




text copyright clyde collins 2016

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