Without a Plan


Living life in a cardboard box
Is strenuous at times.
Especially when you live your life,
Touching walls like the mimes.

Breaking out is easy,
If you know the way.
I was going to go at it,
But I forgot how yesterday.

Yesterday was magic,
When the rabbit disappeared.
But to reappear is difficult,
Which is what I feared.

The rabbit left a goodbye note,
Beginning with “Dear John.”
He must have got the wrong address,
I didn’t turn the front light on.

On the brink of madness,
Playing jump road in the sand.
Jumping in a cardboard box,
Is hard to understand.

The rabbit couldn’t jump rope,
Which I think is why he ran.
I’m left inside my cardboard box,
Trying to break out without a plan.

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  1. Wow, this is incredible. I really really enjoyed this. I especially love the stanza “Breaking out is easy, if you know the way, I was going to do it, but forgot how yesterday.” Very true of many different situations in life. Bravo!

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