© 2013 Josh Keyss

Keys to the City

I am wrestling a giant tortoise right now, in my mind.
He has a golden key beneath his shell that opens the door to my car.
It’s not that I need another car key, I’m just uncomfortable with it just being out there.
I’m not afraid of tortoises.


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