Bundled up in a down vest &
wearing my monogramed knit cap,
the dog with the bee on his tail
spoke clairvoyantly to me,
revealed the great mystery
about written words
and how they can
only heal so much,
whispering
enough is enough,
sooner or later,
it'll be time to collect
more broken toys,
most certainly
you are not mad,
you're just
trying to resurrect ghosts
& find my wind-up key.