Attic BoxesA Poem by AndromedaidkBoxes Shaped in obscure frames and Tied down with Loose Fraying rope— About to BR EA K She knows— Knows like the gnats buzzing at them And the dusts pointing at them And the shadows laughing at them— That Her heart Is One.
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