The Secret Keeper

The words you speak

spout an armed force of meaning

deployed to overwhelm me

beating my brain

with your Scrabble victory vocabulary

triumphing over me

while you further drop fancy phrases

to boggle my mind

always in a specially covert way

that makes me think we are not ever

having an actual conversation

but some one-sided declamation

where I am trying to enter into

an obscure society

a convocation of abstruse knowledge keepers

where I stand outside the select circle

the sphinx’s riddle unsolvable

as you keep secrets from me

forever in the sealed vault

that is your word hoard.