Longing

Emptied out like the contents of a cardboard box...first the outer packaging that cushions everything was taken out (the shell that holds the soul in place), then one by one an item was removed from its temporary home and placed in another (the heart, the lungs, the mind), the box was thrown away...

...let me love somewhere else, let me breathe somewhere else, set my mind free to be where it longs to be.