Certain moments crystallize. I know you know this. Just about to leave Seattle,
I shed all my keys, leaving the ring vacant except for Swiss army knife and LED.
I felt free. Pocket was lighter, quieter. But it didn't take long to start a new team.
(So what if I'm in Europe? My
metaphors remain American.)
Bike lock key is the pitcher,
it sets things in motion. The
mailbox key is the catcher,
ready to receive. Four
house keys to the
duplex comprise
the infield. (Close
to home, see?)
The last three are the
outfield, way out there
at the Carbusters
office in Prague.
They play
deep...