Padlock

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During the day
Pahn had found a lock
lying in the grass
discarded
by who knows whom

He was thinking that day
of letting his compulsion
free
indulging his losses
in the sweets
encountered
in the waking discourses
the human hair
and aural attraction
perhaps focusing
on an individual
appropriate
for constant thought
and dwelling

Holding
the opened lock
above his head

spinning the body
the U
in his fingers

riding the vehicle
of wind
through the spring
in the opening
borderless air

he is thinking
of making it
a gift
not sure for whom

knowing it no longer
locks
and doubting its value
wondering
who might accept
this broken bond

who would want him enough
to want it

He meanders
                  past the coworkers
 
                                              to the highest point
                                                             on the property
 
                                                                                   giving the open lock
 
                                                                                          to Kulehna
                                                                                                 the moon
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