A Poem

I bet you think that you

are reading a poem because

the title calls it one,

or perhaps you assume it's

one because that is what

you expected when you

started reading this.

 

Secret: I have many secrets.

 

         [And this is one]

Author's Note

I was bored and felt silly

Reviews

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so you're questioning the nature of expectation now? Don't you know thinking like this leads to evil, intimately threatened, immutable visions- wherein madness has sufficient means to groom you as its pet?

Just a friendly warning :P