There was a girl
who got
presents
every single day
from admirers
young and
old, from close
and distant
she never thanked
them, and never
opened them
she’d pile the gifts
up
outside, in her
garden
whenever she was
feeling down
she’d climb up
on top
and enjoy
how all other people
looked like ants
from up there
one day
she got a present
from her true love
it was an
empty box
so big
that her tower finally
reached somewhere
with no oxygen
for her to
breathe
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 4:49 PM UTC
There was a girl
who got
presents
every single day
from admirers
young and
old, from close
and distant
she never thanked
them, and never
opened them
she’d pile the gifts
up
outside, in her
garden
whenever she was
feeling down
she’d climb up
on top
and enjoy
how all other people
looked like ants
from up there
one day
she got a present
from her true love
it was an
empty box
so big
that her tower finally
reached somewhere
with no oxygen
for her to
breathe
