I keep my secrets in ink
black so deep
they could never betray me
yet,
I'm afraid it's not enough
I add more secrets
crowd them together
till they become inseparably connected
there is danger here
touch one
you touch them all
they become my fatal flaw
one drop
enough to blacken a page
seeping to the edges
revealing too much
what was I thinking?
ink could never have hidden me
what else could
distill me into a word
