Panopticon

There are some things

I’ll never speak of

There is a part of me

I’ll never elaborate on

In here

Everyone should use this right

On some level

I will, and I do

This is mine

This is the closest

Anyone will ever come to it

No matter what

The oceans within

Have hidden springs

With lives unlived

And only one gift to give

ⓒ 2005 Shawn Michael Quinn