the science of dwindling keys
my friend has this theory about keys:
that if you hold on to them after you relocate to a new place
and they no longer serve their intended use
they will form a vacuum in space
draining and sucking life from everything that surrounds them
into a black spiral of the great nothing
to twist and churn like new molasses
or corroded motor oil rotting in an engine block
a forgotten car carcass on the lawn
a vacuole in a cell that stores no water
caving itself in