I Won't Remember This.

I've found this hidden door
with locks and broken shades
of glass that had been slithered
into lime of cocktail raids

and let me show you what I've found
inside this hidden lamp
of nothing left and nothing else
behind this plastic camp

I'll let you look and let you peek
but promise you will not peep or speak
of mystery things and silent scenes
of what else I've yet to find.