Skeleton Keys Kept

A porcelain jar of skeleton keys
go to nothing,
lost their use in time.

Dusty jar
cracked
on the dresser.

Reminds of hatred like keys
unlocking nothing of use,
spreading rusty words.

Leaving a taste on tongue
of metallic opposition:
you and your orange ash.

Ignorance keeps old keys
no longer relevant,
but recycled into the dusty jar
cracked
on the dresser.

The rust continues on,
spreads
metallic ignorance
from your mouth
so used to the taste.

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