The Box

by Mark napier


Small comfort
Velvet lined world
Safety within my grasp

No change pollution
No new knowledge
Slowly suffocate in comfort

The heavens made simple
God in a word
Tiny universe clean

Vacuumed happiness
Playground of confusion
Nothingness with a name

This is my box
My world
My god

Close the lid on your way out.

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