October 24, 2016 at 11:02 pm (Poems, politics, sociology, Stories) ()

One small boy climbed into an envelope
thinking he would not be noticed
thinking he would be safe.
He took a torch in with him
to ward off beetles
And a magnet
so he could attach himself
if the need should arise.
He was not a devious boy
And knew that trespassing could have consequences
But life outside the envelope
had worn little holes in the small boy’s soul
And as he posted himself
he felt only a sense of relief.



  1. nobodysreadingme said,

    I worry for your sanity occasionally. I still like this. 🙂

  2. j matthew waters said,

    Love this one, very imaginative and curious.

  3. Johnny Alexander said,

    This is just the sort of flirting with meaning that I love to see.
    It speaks of tragedy and aloneness.
    Agree with Duncan. Good to see your words.

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