We Have The Key Poem by RIC BASTASA
We Have The Key
the images
tickle the skin around
my thighs
and they always
keep telling me
my name
and then i look
at them
and they look at me
and without
even the sign
of my finger
we simply understand
we belong here
we are happy with each other
this place has a name
but we are the only ones
who can utter it
we have the code
and you shall not see
the key
that opens the door
to our freedom
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