this boxed life

i want to open
this boxed life
to look at what’s in store
but then it changes
to see is to…what?
to kill? to birth?
what if i look inside
and find that i’m not there
no fire or broken desire
no grasping at truth
like a drowning man
gasping for air
just the dark
waiting to be fulfilled

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