poem, poetry, reader, forgiveness, interpretation

KEY

Hey! No trespassing

Do not assume
you have
right
of way

automatic forgiveness

can fiddle around
in my innermost particles
until
blue in the face

no, not
on my watch
not on my watch

but hey,
     hang on a momento
you say
    brought a key
came with master
opens
    everything

can unlock things here
that I
have grown immune to
that I am totally unaware of

will take me magic carpet
ride mind
to a
special place

down a
hidden passageway
been bolted since childhood

which is, I do
freely admit
a very long time

this shifts
things a bit

or
to be gracious, shifts
everything considerably

kind of
alters my perspective
go
full
Omar Khayyam

trespassing
no trespassing

what’s
mine
is yours

and yours
is mine

on
my watch
automatic forgiveness
forever
and this night