The Box…by Jessie 9/06

I am here but not alert, as I walk in unison with five more
Stiff, ridged, eyes front
Rain drops fall and with each pelt, a ripple of consciousness
In my hand and in their hands, a box
In the box we carry hope and despair, past and present, fear and bravery
The weight is heavy; it is not because of the solidness of what is inside
It’s because of the responsibility and emotional heaviness it represents
Rain and tears blend together
Release the box, heavy still
Slowly lowered, time stands still
Words of little comfort spoken
Shots of startling respect, twenty-one in all
Feral the flag, a handful of dirt, cast into the beckoning hole
A hole in the ground, a hole in the heart
Say goodbye to the brother, the father, the husband and son
Freedom’s a heavy price to pay, paid in blood
Heavy yesterday, heavy tomorrow, heavy today

Life made up of glass box.
Made of love, joy, happiness,
anger and pain.
Easy to break with a dark word.
No one's box made the same.
Everyone's glass cracks differently.
Some think out of it and some within,
yet they try to keep it clean.
When light falls,
Some absorb,
Some reflect,
Some transmit.
Fogging the walls with the haze
of heavy breathing.
Eyes squint searching for love
Hoping for rays that turn your box into an exquisite rainbow.
No matter how hard you try it's out of sight.
I hear the wind changing,
The aoeling sound reminding me I'll not see you again.
Is it even fair to be Happy?
when you're left, all alone, dying in your own pain?

you handed
me a box
and I said
"thank you"
like I was
taught to

Then you
waited
impatiently
and carefully
as I climbed
right into
it

boxing
the guinea pig sleeps in a purple box
the artillery shells are stored in a brown box
the beer tins are chilled in a blue box
the false teeth are placed in a clear box
the nuclear reactor rests in a concrete box
the corpse rests in a wooden box
the ***** lives in a cardboard box
the black dog hides in an iron box
the laser gyro functions in a crystal box
the magician escapes in an iron box
the fire burns in an insulated box
the prisoner rots in a wire box
the alien hides in a plausible deniability box
the box is in a box in a box in a box in a...

know
                  someth    g
                               in   side
                        out

          think                 side

                                                    out

  ­        the                     box