when privacy is not afforded
one goes to extremes
to guard the cipher
of a convoluted cryptex
which must never escape
the pandora’s box
carried in one’s cavity

as observers inanimate objects
distinguish a stoic secret

unable to speak or even
utilize non verbal skills to communicate
simply sit as the stream of sunlight
comes through a slice in between
two curtains — you know, the type
of beam that exposes
all the dusty secrets
held close inside
an oubliette
no one dares
remember

concealed
silent
intricacies

*Title Quote: Possession, Script Written By Neil LaBute