I've drawn the dimensions around many things
tied them tight and labeled them accordingly
boxes of air
stronger than steel
stacked and orderly
in my cabinet of memories
and my closet of dreams
clicking my keys of brass in fortress locks
I turn my back on my have-nots and my fears
and continue with my measuringthough in moments of silence
I can hear them in their containers of still air

March 3, 2004
Tressa Lee Breen

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