Boxed in

Posted byPhillip Knight ScottPosted inPoemsTags:, , , , ,

Without realizing it we shrink our world
until it fits inside a box 
and things left outside find ways
to poke holes in our reality. 

Nature abhors a vacuum
and my floor is a mess.
I can’t stand dirt 
clinging to my beige carpet.

© 2021 Phillip Knight Scott

At dVerse this week, we’re writing a Quadrille using the word “stand”

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My name is Phillip. I am a Tar Heel born and bred and watch every Yankees game I can. I'm still searching for my own TARDIS. My first novel, "The Alien in the Backseat," is available now! https://amzn.to/3oVCG77

16 thoughts on “Boxed in”

  3. Love love love the imagery here, Phil. We are so limited by our own perception and perspective, the world is simply what we allow it to be and how it plays out is almost like an interpretation of the sorts–that is until reality slips in and we’re exposed to something much more daunting than what we originally thought. Beautifully and evocatively written! I’ve missed your presence on WP and dVerse.

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