Secrets

I have been told something
that I mustn't repeat.

Secret can not contain this news
with in it's weak aluminum arms.

This one requires an iron cast,
a cement cage.

It begs for the depths of the
black erratic sea.


In me this information is sulfuric.
Poisionous lye rolling around my tongue.

I am suspended between two worlds
filled with its acrid gas.

Disbelief, as I swallow
hoping stomach acid will destroy it.

So I needn't tell a soul.

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Today stumbled upon this page where you submit one sentence stories and read something that I had written two years ago. It freaked me out because it was in the best of section and it is one of my best kept secrets. The thought of so many people knowing the one most vulnerable thing about me freaks me out.

I had to bookmark it. I still can't believe that it actually happened. In the entirety of the internet I happen upon my ONE dark secret.

fuck.

At least it was eloquent and well liked.


But really what are the effing chances?