Empty boxes of ink
Engulf my floor.
Ever striving to pile
Even higher. They
Eventually win as I sit, trying to
Entertain them with words,
Encasing me in their littered prison.
A modified Pleidas poem (entry # 37 found on page two of "Poetry Forms" ) originally written for "Invalid Item" contest. Then I discovered that the first line can only contain one word and I moved it here.
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