Just in Case

All around me
darkness, and

inside me darkness
that for so long

I tried to stuff
in a box labeled “light.”

It is my handwriting
on the box in a youthful script,

and here on the lid
where the crowbar

has pried at the tacks
and glue, if

we dusted we’d find
my own fingerprints,

leaving as many clues
as possible.

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