|Clementine, our old dog|
I am trapped by a situation of my own making.
I may be the only one who has the key that fits the lock.
I am not sure I want out.
It is almost safe here.
Most certainly it is familiar,
and by that I mean comfortable.
I know the script,
very, very well.
The dance steps are well rehearsed,
and are performed without thinking.
(as all excellent dances are done)
After all, I am an old dog (so to speak)
and this is a new trick.