your life is full of passwords.
keys
and numbers, locks,
dials to be turned,
names punched into keyboards
to let you in. symbols.
your mother's maiden name,
your first dog.
date of birth, where you
were born, all stirred and mixed
into a bowl of false
security.
you can hardly remember most
of them,
repeating the ones you know
over and over,
making it easier not just
for you, but for someone
who is out there
doing the same, wanting what
you have.
Thursday, July 30, 2015
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