Shedding Light

What is happening at home when you are not there,

once you leave for work and abandon your lair?

I'll tell you what happens-- high noon comes.

Its light dances over and through your privacy

and changes things,

exposes corners and crevices

that you, hitherto, had artfully avoided;

painstakingly forsaken;

deliberately disregarded.  

If a secret befalls a house when no one is home,

does it really befall at all?