Twenty Teeth

It’s a
Washed up
Lever locking

Bent at the teeth
And thick
Along its shape

What it opened:
Worth little
In comparison

To the value
Of a symbol
Of what it’d

What acts it
Had to play

And who held it
To lock and unlock
To somewhere
In what scene

It holds
Those scenes

A lost, beached
Lever lock,
Skeleton key

And a wrought-iron,
Unlocking jaw

With twenty teeth

Published by Jake Thomas Shaw

Concerned with memory, currency, and destiny, I strive to capture each one as they happen. Join me and consume reality! Radio Reality. City!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: