many of which squandered
boxes stored in a page
booklet full of the pages
and we got to the end
no more to X upon
another ring around heart
with Xes on our eyes
we take the booklet full of pages
full of boxes full of hours
down off the wall
and tack up another one
and tell ourselves
"this one is different"
but we're still the same we
the same me the same you
I hope your boxes full of hours
don't feel entirely squandered, and that we all
fill them boxes full of so much wonderful shit
that eventually the boxes become useless
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I love this.
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