This box holds your heart.
That’s not quite right.
No. Not your heart.
This box holds your spirit.
not your spirit. your mind
not your mind. your hopes
not your hopes. your dreams
not your dreams. your god
not your god. your fears
not your fears. your crayons
not your crayons. your religion
not your religion. your moon
not your moon.
(You can’t hold the moon.
The moon holds you.)
This box holds your vinyl records.
not your records. your persona
not your persona. your diploma
not your diploma. your stars
not your stars. your time
not your time. your space
not your space. your money
not your money. your security
not your security. your everything
not your everything. your nothing
this box holds you
you made this box.
remember?