20th November 18.00 (2)

 A box has been wedged,

Slightly open

The top will never fit snugly on the side again

The gap grows, edging towards the lock

And the lock will break

The box will open

I have begun that process

I cannot stop it

I have no intention to stop it

It’s only one box

But it’s the first

It may take a while to edge towards the lock

To open

That’s fine.

I can’t stop it

I have no intention of stopping it

Irrespective of what is released

 

I can survive, I have survived

I know what is in the box

I put it in there

I’ve just forgotten

And it can’t harm me any more than it dd first time round

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