Poem 1008 – Patiently Made

Carefully carved behind concealing doors,
This key was kept in secret, kept for mischief.
What plots and plans was it purposed for?
What jokes and japes contrived and journeys made?
These stories still remain safely hidden,
Locked and lost to time and left unspoken.

Visited a former lunatic asylum this afternoon as part of heritage open day. The keys in this display caught my attention.
(19.09.26)

© Ben Quant 2026

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