The drop of a box and it all gets lighter.
One box, two box, three,
light, lighter, lighter
On the eve of leaving it all behind
you're supposed to be doing it with joy --
so you try to remind yourself of joy.
O joy, that wonderful joy
o joy, that impossible joy
o joy, that wretched, guilt-ful joy
o boy, would that you could feel that joy
Yet the drop of a box and it all gets lighter.
one stack, two stack, three
lighter, lighter light indeed.
Title inspired by Nicole Blackman's "Daughter," a rager of a poem.
And this from her too:
"Girls have to go somewhere dangerous every now and then just so they know they can find their way home.”