“I wake inside my silent square…” “A box with windows, stale with air…” “Four noble walls, my prison fair…” “Oh, how I love… and loathe… thee…” “I travel in my metal shell!” “With wheels that roll, to jobs that smell…” “Surrounded by… more boxes — hell!” “Caffeine! I need thee!” “From plastic box I sip my brew…” “Oh nectar brown! So bittersweet… and true!” “I store my love in little squares…” “Digital hearts… in software layers…” (quiet sob) “Even my tears… are saved in folders…” “Why must I live… in boxes… on a BALL?!” “Ooooooooooon… a baaaaalllllll!”
