she told me she kept them in boxes.
separated from each other
but with a life of their own

they were taken out
and emptied
one at a time
at random
and against her will.

at times they would empty
all at once
filling every room
with a disastrous mess.

putting them all back
in order
out of sight
was an almost impossible task.


but it could be done
and the boxes would hold tight
for a moment
and it was quiet

but each of her boxes
were waiting
for the most inopportune moment
to break free
as if…
to taunt her



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