Awake in a box
Eat from a box
Sit in a metal box
To get to another metal box
To get to another metal box
To get to a concrete and glass box
To stare at a luminous box
Upon which are projected...boxes.
Boxed in?
Better box your way out.
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The Ice (originally published 2022)
Written as an allegory about the general stupidity and ineptitude displayed by humanity during the Covid-19 pandemic, this poem is arguably (and unfortunately) even more relevant about the events since then.
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