The Bale Box

What would you find in your box?

A black box?
Okay, I’ll open it. 
Just a peek to see
The plastic-wrapped
Surprise on the inside. 

Oh how, now!
What is that I see?

No one else shall know.
A secret, a gash on my heart
That I shall cover with
Pitch and tar and bury 
Deep down within the ivy
Walls of my garden.

No one suspects as they
Roam my courtyard.

And what I saw 
Shall disintegrate
Into the earth.
Weeds shall feed 
And worms will 
Have their day. 

Reviews

[Chris Yip]

Nice one Tim! Short with rhythmn.

[Spencer Bridges]

I like the way this. It has a somewhat rhythmic musical quality to it.

[Philip Smith]

I to sleep with pen and paper. Your poem has a David Lynch ring to it. Twin Peeks thing. Like there was a piece of a person inside. Nice Work

[Between the grey]

Goodness, this is one strong write. I enjoyed it!