Box
What a poetic word is box,
and it in all its ways is yours
my dear, dear friend.
The box and the word together
(is there one without the other?)
contain you and you them.
Yet only one god
there is
the box and the word for the god,
and the god self-bound ever and unto
the boxish, boxing, box-ed box.
You, you've got your box.
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