The Blue Key
“Clues are beautiful because I believe
we’re all detectives.” David Lynch
after Mulholland Drive
Beneath a red blanket, before you die,
those last fractured seconds klieg lit
in half night Los Angeles sky, rewrite
yourself nubile Nancy Drew, outfitted
in pearls, pink cardigans – stylized “teenage
detective” who sleeps with her mysterious
amnesiac friends. Dreams can camouflage
unfathomable guilt from a subconscious
enshrouded in a dead woman’s quilts for only
so long before you’re deciphering clues —
blue keys that unlock nothing but misery.
The monster behind the wall was always you.
Can switch apartments but secrets will creep
toward a detective — even asleep.
Kristin Garth is a Pushcart, Rhysling nominated sonneteer and a Best of the Net 2020 finalist, the author of a novella Flutter (TwistiT Press), The Stakes (Really Serious Literature) and many other books of poetry and prose.