I have a sarcophagus

To hide within:

No key holes

Through which to spy,

Nor allow spider

Silk strands of light.

I keep secrets

From myself there.

Under interrogation,

I will not confess

What I know—

When I am alone,

And frightened,

I go into its dark.


(October 17, 2018)

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