Winters Key

Winters key

Flippity floppity blippity bloppity
If I could analyze the key to this melody
Then time would stand and keys would fall
To ring the doorbell before the final call

To algebrate the calculate to find the formula
Dancing this dance as a zigzagging Polka
The pattern on this key seems fancy at best
This Keys designed would have to be incredible in contest

Slipping like falling on gravel in a snowstorm
To define the odds of gravity in the finest norm
But still this key comes at a price to bear
Like connecting the dots without a pair

Like I want to dance in this icy wind and be carefree
But the tasks seem unimaginable with the burdens on me
light the fire on this spoon and watch it bend
Over and over the glowing embers end

To embrace this magical death with malice
To fall face first in this bliss
I will carry this key in my pocket with time
Once the clock hits the hour I will unwind

But to die in this wintery crush is unbearable
The marbles in this circle are incorrigible
I will suck the life out of this room to rise above
When the key hits the top of the latch then it will be enough

A.D. Small
November 17, 2018