Nevermore, Neverless

A quiet room, with an angry box.
Under a soft down bed, in a hardened callused case.

Hides something deeper than the abyssmal deep
Deeper than the Leviathans' abode
Deeper than Phisbe and Pyramus's love.

A quiet room with a loud voice muted.
With soft lines and edges, concealing the jagged truths and untruths.

Keep it safe, keep it close.
Let no naked eye pry upon it's leaves and creases
Let the words go unsaid, unread.

Too personal to burn
Too delicate and fragile to be violent

Too painful to think about