M.utually A.ssured D.estruction

I collect your secrets.

I sequester your peccadilloes
in dark security near my heart.

You tell me all your vilest deeds,
for I tally, but never judge.

(I forgive but don't forget.)

In the delusions of your elastic mind,
my smile cancels all transgressions.

Go on thinking my silence is compliance.
Labor under a perception that I'm weak.
I beg of you, believe in me,
even though we are mortal enemies.

Why, you wonder, do I trust you?
Because my arsenal against betrayal

...is You.


This is a Three Word Wednesday post.