-force be with you Padawan-
the one armed Yoda hangs from the table
chained to my keys
his eyes closed (shut tight) in thought
his head twists side to side
like that of the Great Owl
and his feet fall off
in time to the tick of the tock
he seems so small
dangling there
just out of reach of
the sharkfaced-flashlight
and the glinting can-opener
