The Key
She
Lies awake barely breathing
waiting for his return
but he never arrives
to unlock her soul and he
doesn’t
look at her the way he used to.
He used to pick her brain like a locksmith.
He used to
need
her, and now he does not.
Yet here she waits, for now.
He was once the one she valued most.
Now she values herself. It was never
him
she needed. She is valuable.
She is the skeleton key.