Key and Gate
Heading out the door
I forgot my key
and time is short
it’s late
but I’m going nowhere
in this keyless state
Last night the moon
phasing out again
with its back to utter reaches
seemed for a second
like a key or switch
needing a turn or flick
to open or start
some thought
I don’t know what but
imminent nonetheless
behind the moon’s back
through its silver hatch
that will, not too late,
open itself with itself
being at once its own
key and gate
.
by Jim Culleny
6/21/12