What We Do is Secret

In the dark blue night
she seeped
she croaked.
You must tell no one of this,
she said,
these truths are for us
and us alone.
Regarding tonight,
she said,
you must be quiet.

I asked myself
who I could tell
who would believe me
who would have faith in my word
and accept
such an unlikely turn of events.
I asked myself why
I’d be right to remain silent
and from whom
I should keep such secrets.

I said none of it, though.
I nodded
and swore what oaths were necessary.
I kept my word
and shared no words
about what transpired.
I spared everyone
from the reality
that none would believe
had I said a thing.

I was true
and I was quiet
about everything
and all of it
until now.

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About Jonathan Berger

I used to write quite a bit more.
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