Holy moly,
this might be
the most tantalizing title
of all times.
It grabs at you with its claws,
jiggles you up and down.
No way I could ever stop reading
a poem with a title like this.
I dialed up the poet,
one Perfecto Marchesa,
and they told me
that life’s darkest secret
can be wrapped up in one word or less.
What could it be?
Loneliness?
Angst?
Greed?
Bisexuality?
Morality?
Repression?
Sorry, interesting but not in the ballpark.
I had hoped to tell you more but unfortunately
this poem is now at its end.
That, dear reader, is life’s darkest secret
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