Boxed Life--She Sleeps With a Nine
Boxed Life
She sleeps with a nine
waits for his face
his distant return
too close
looming
A tragic slime
smooth stranger
smoother lover
pried into her life
obsessed
frantic
impossible to reject
she lives
twisted
a boxed life
pulled by strings
too tight
An explosion is inevitable
the storm's coming
and she knows it
so she sleeps with a nine
and waits for his face
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