The grey remote clicker disappeared
Floating in my hybrid
Last used to enter the condo garage
The black clanging gate opened
My fortress exposed
The car search found
A .99 cent receipts
A white plastic spoon saran wrapped
A blue filtered pen
A corning ware glass cover
So many “A”’s.
No automated distant battery
No seclusion or collusion
No isolation
The tower lock is broken
Require Sherlock for mystery resolution
It has gone into that other dimension where things go for a while before they reappear. Patience
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