159. Rectangles around Us

Living in
a sense
of boxes

Living is
a sense
of boxes

Rectangles
that give
us what

We need
to sleep
to stay

We need
to find
rectangles

That keep
us in place
and warm

When rain
comes dark
and cold

When rain
comes dark
and down

Onto us
and when
it comes

Down cold
on us
except for

Rectangles
enclosing
every part

Of us
so if
it is

Just a
rectangle
that matters

If it
is just
the cover

Of a
rectangle
that holds

Us properly
in place
then maybe

Life is
simple
after all

Maybe all
we need
is that

Protection
of the
rectangles

Something
to hold the
sky back

From falling
the wind
from blowing

Us down
the earth
from coming

Up under
us and
taking us

Over and
washing
us away

Maybe
the simplest
things

Keep us
how we
need to

Be so that
we don’t
ever need

Anything
more
complicated

Than simple
structures
in rectangles