Secret

This late night has a steady breeze that can chill your bones.

This late night has a secret greater than those bold.

This secret late at night lies behind doors.

Doors of homes that seem so functional. So normal.

This secret late at night is a tale waiting to be told.

This tale waiting to be told,

It will make you cringe and the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.

This tale consists of society. The fuck ups of society.

The needles, the pipes, the bongs, the cigarettes, the bottles.

The fuck ups of society are sitting on our table.