Boxed in

The last brick sealed it.
At first there was darkness,
Confusion,
A sense of lost-the-bearing-ness
and then
The omnious silence;

It then became clear
I didn’t need light
There was nothing to be seen
I didn’t need bearing
There was no place I’d rather be
There was no confusion
I was here, now;
The silence became music

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