I
They’re everywhere
in every street where there’s a
spare space
colourful boxes
with fancy designs on them
don’t be distressed
this ain’t no graffiti
it’s “State 0f the art livin'” in the “Modern metropolis”
II
Built up? Hardly
Supersized sardine tins – stacked
like jenga
the occupants – can see for miles
all the fancy landmarks
and inside the boxes – more and more boxes
holding your clothes, your books, electronics and games
III
The clothes get stored away – they’ll be out soon
The food goes in the boxes round the cooker
The pots pans and dishes – in a box by them
While the meat and milk stay cold by a box in the corner
IV
Flat pack furniture – and your supersized tv
find space in the empty box used for living
box stereo plays hide and seek
near a lamp by the sofa
V
And when there’s no room
in your oversized box – what do you do? Head
roadside to put the things out of boxes
In another box
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