box

bury the box , not once ,or twice, but three.
you will never find it ,
you will never find it,
there are no clues, as to where it waits.
I shiver, you must be standing on me
Standing on me
the brown earth pushed into my face
the worms between my teeth
between my teeth,
You are so close, and yet so far
The earth is my protector
The earth is my protector