Secrets

Mind your secrets my love

Each one weighs you down

A small leak in the bilge

It’s nothing

Until it’s something

Some like a dragging anchor

You stand watch

Lest you’re dashed upon the rocks

Each waits for the misstep

The drunken slip of the tongue

The friend that didn’t know

You weren’t supposed to be there

Caught unawares by the squall

You’re left stranded, desolate

Each one has a price my love

You’ll know it when the bill comes due

Playing With Fire

Glenn Keller