There's something wrong
about a box of boxes.
It's as if Box World
has suddenly acquired
a food chain and boxes
have started eating boxes.
Open a box of boxes,
and you'll almost hear
the inner boxes moaning,
sobbing cardboard sobs.
Each of them wants
to contain something
independently. They're
fine with intervals
of emptiness, which
are better than the horror
of recycling or
the atrocity of magic.
I'm a zealot on the subject:
a box is mean to be
autonomous, enclosing
material matched to form.
I'm not afraid to declare
I belong to Box Liberators.
Stand--or sit, on a box, your
heft matched to form--with us!
hans ostrom 2019
about a box of boxes.
It's as if Box World
has suddenly acquired
a food chain and boxes
have started eating boxes.
Open a box of boxes,
and you'll almost hear
the inner boxes moaning,
sobbing cardboard sobs.
Each of them wants
to contain something
independently. They're
fine with intervals
of emptiness, which
are better than the horror
of recycling or
the atrocity of magic.
I'm a zealot on the subject:
a box is mean to be
autonomous, enclosing
material matched to form.
I'm not afraid to declare
I belong to Box Liberators.
Stand--or sit, on a box, your
heft matched to form--with us!
hans ostrom 2019
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