The Box

Silence.

Silence.

Nothing but silence.

Darkness.

Darkness.

Dazzling light.

Blinding light.

Hope.

Disturbing voices.

Food on a tray.

Tastes like shit.

Silence.

Silence.

Darkness.

Darkness.

Despair.




Poetry by The H
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Written on 2007-03-22 at 10:14

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Thomas Selnes The PoetBay support member heart!
And an empty box came floatin' by, an empty box an' I crawled inside. Half in the shadows, half in the moonlight.

Hæhæ, you are all crazy mufuggaz ;D
2007-03-22


skuggen
Have you been drinking with Jakeman again?
He's crazy.
2007-03-22



Yes being trapped in a box is just like that, but I doubt there is box service!lol Just trying to lighten the mood. I was locked in a box as a child and I make an effort to stick to open spaces now. As to silence, sometimes it can be golden, especially as a mother of teenagers...Smiling at you, welcome to the bay of tranquil creativity, Tai
2007-03-22