Paisano Poets
November 20, 2020
missing keys
i seem to have misplaced my keys
and so i begin retracing my steps.
back and forth
in and out of your arms.
counting down the hours
counting down the minutes
until i can feel safe again.
just as soon as i had it all figured out
i am once again
without my keys.
stranded in an empty parking lot
i can’t see where to go
i don’t know where i’ve been
and so i stand here
scratching my head
wondering where i went wrong.
where are my keys?