The key was thrown out into the grass
somehow it found it
it let itself back in
it sat down at the table
it looked into my eyes
it told me there is no way it can possibly go away forever
whenever the doors are locked it will always find a way back in
it will always do so
it will stand above me in bed
it will smother me
it will hold the pillow over my face
it will hold onto things I left
it will grab my chin and point it to the clock
it will close my eyes
it will still be in my dreams
it will perch itself on my shoulder
it will be here for a while
I need to find a woman in the petty bourgeois class to love me not in the lumpenproletariat or landowners.
My past experiences have been:
Meet woman -> shes great and nice -> find out more about her -> landowner/lumpenproletariat.