The painting is a gray house
logs, old
solid
in the woods.
seems comfortable as possible
an Eden to make life free and volatile
of imagination,
planting and harvest, love and food
.
Suddenly
box opens before us, devouring us
and within
find mold, vermin, due
walls and a pungent
a wet logs. Live
people there who are wary
and sleep with one eye open and hand
the ax.
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