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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Invisible Door Sometime one day somewhere one when Maybe Friday or September two thousand and ten Or nineteen sixty five Someday I’m not too sure It must’ve been then I stepped somehow Or miss-stepped someway And through and into the invisible box I didn’t realise it at the time I couldn’t see it or when And where ever I went I moved inside and with it with me We moved and were together The invisible box and me And in my sleep with my dreams While waking Slowly I so slowly I slowly vanished Inside the invisible box Slowly so very, very slowly My thought became quiet More words less than complex And mouthing silence I slipped from the mornings From the mirror And wandered nonentity Through the toy town late at night streets And my heart became more secret As did my language So my eyes became more veiled And recognised no one Steadily surely disappearing into nothing The …….. ness of something inside the invisible box And time passes in the invisible box The years drift and life continues A daily invisible and hourly incognito So ………………………. ? Now ………………………? Who am I ? Where am I ? Though I know exactly these things It makes no difference As I continue existence Inside the invisible box Am I happy ? Am I sad ? Are my hands searching for the invisible door Of the invisible box ? But I think though I am not sure It takes another hand Someone else’s hand To open the invisible door of the invisible box For a long, long time now nothing has entered And nothing leaves A series of moments Seen through a window or is it a T.V. screen Though I think Though I’m not sure I remember everything Funny but I can’t seem to recall just when it was Someday one time one where some when Maybe it was Tuesday or February two thousand and twenty Or maybe even nineteen eighty nine I must have miss-stepped some way And walked into the invisible box And time runs out and nothing you do Goes beyond repeating A slow steady sickness as the world forgets me Inside the invisible box The invisible box Inside the invisible box I am nobody
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