The Trilogy

it's a nice box set
each of the three
fifteen hundred or
so pages making
up the entire work
placed in a sturdy
cardboard box
embossed

it was given to me
on one of my birth
days remembering
not which but it for
awhile made a 
rather stylish
door stop to
stop it from

keeping things from
getting passed as it
kept open a door 
that liked to close
on its own but was
known only as
perception or
the third eye

it just wasn't part of
the decor for it more
then was for show
it showed those who
wanted to know 
Huxley or
Morrison
but it

wasn't what you might
think for as a solid
body of work
that it was
and is if i
we're to
throw it
and hit

you
in the
head you'd
be dead by
forceful use
of the words
of Marcel
Proust
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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