the cardboard
box
on the porch, says,
this side
up.
fragile.
arrows point in a skyward
direction.
an array
of stamps are stuck
to the top.
no forwarding
address.
i tilt it back forth,
it's heavy,
then put my ear to the side,
there's no ticking,
no breathing,
what or who's inside
is anyone's guess.
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