Werebox
So what
to say today
What words will drift
my way
Try to get death
to see that its senseless
or orate the tale
of a grain of dust
discuss what would Freddy
do to mason
the charming snake
amongst the cat of Cheshire
Touch a page in space
And erase
every trace
of every thought
that came before
Opportunity beheaded by an exit door
Turn back he bellows
from below
But its no use
This head willl not turn
and threw my fist into the sun
Well that was different
just give me a sec
Im talking to my self
Where did that come from i ask
Wasnt me i say
Sorry for the interruption
Let me leave you with this thought
I dont think outside the box
i think the box was never there
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2019
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