Dilated pupils through tarnished keyholes
Snowy fingers wrap around deep brass
and as it’s turned
unfamiliar light dribbles
and overcomes the darkness beyond.
An oscillating visage
lips puckered in surprise
at the empty closet before her.
Dragging hands across dusty shelves
which I last climbed on.
A sharp breath of the musky air,
from which I last breathed.
Through the thin overcoat
I feel her shiver
and hear her start to hum
a tune too happy for the silence
which I left behind.
When the melody is swallowed
by the dark atmosphere
Black box uncovered.
Uncertainty a curtain in wide eyes.
Yet all that lies is a black belt
from which I last used.
And as she leaves
a door is left ajar
illuminating a transparent persona
and the last place I hung
as death took it’s willing victim
behind a closed door.