skeleton key

there are long forgotten doors inside her hearts hallways

they creak tenderly when opened

lonely for discovery

locked and bolted by her intellect; they wait

kept company by the phantoms of fair weather friends

and the pale corpses of cowardly lovers

those who endeavor with patience

those whose footsteps reverberate

down her corridors

reveal unknown variations of a woman

her moods – her regrets

her bliss – her dreams

her words – her weapons

a true self hidden somewhere among

a goddess – a dragon

a villain – a succubus

a mother – a mercenary

those who escape her mazes and mind fucks

still wonder

how they can manage to be

her skeleton key

a.duncan, 2016


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Amor et melle et felle est fecundissimus || Love is rich with both honey and venom

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