On the last house to the left
there is wall
a wall with a small shelf
and on that shelf
was an assortment of items
a small golden horse,
a single tulip in a blue vase,
a glass deer figurine,
a small box with a small lock,
and a slip of paper.
and on that slip of paper
were a few lines
and in those lines
were words

those words were just letters
those letters just lines
drawn on a paper
with ink
but those words have meaning
in each turn and corner of each letter
in each word
in each line
there was a memory
a thought
a wonder
a truth
that could change
and inspire
help and create

but just like that
it could change
in a choice in that word
but no matter what
that choice of word would be
it still is just a thing
a line and a curve
with a small memory or meaning
just like
the horse
the deer
the tulip
and the box
with a small lock

But the meaning of this line
is none other than the truth
and the truth
that mustn't be told
on this slip
on this shelf
on a wall
in the house
on the left
at the end
of the road