I live in a box.
I can’t tell the difference
between the wall,
the ceiling,
or the floor.
All is black.
I think I have knowledge
of the world
Outside
but really
I know nothing.

You can join me
in my box.
But I won’t
See you.
Hold me in your arms
and I won’t feel it—
Kiss
my lips
and I won’t melt.
Tell me
you love me
and the words
will ring
Empty
in my ears.

You will leave
eventually
like they all do—
And I won’t care
until
you’re gone.