write it down,
your whir of brain,
of algorithms dancing
to a tune
only you know.
key it in,
this cipher spider
you pseudo-random you.
pattern on the page,
hidden in plain sight,
a braille, a treasure map,
a most dark chocolate
of secrets.
I implore you
to keep your private key
private.
see your string,
your electric eel
swims to me
fragmented
assemble
chinks of armour
to the obsessive music
of order
until I have your thoughts
in sequence
and in snake oil
-- originally posted at
http://migueljacq.com/2014/01/30/cryp...