"Boxing Pandora"

Fantasy    
Wont you take me?    
   
Pandora    
lives in a box    
The fantastic    
plastic canopy    
that contains her fantasy    
defies cosmic reality    
the human day to day normality    
of her situation    
dissolves in to      
psychedelic transparent butterfly's    
that gaze upon her refection.    
     
Spirituality    
Wont you take me?    
     
Her fragile bubble    
bursts with the weight    
of her convictions    
her Conscience    
creates shock waves    
that are felt    
in the future  
and the past    
moving fast    
back and forth    
like a bust    
pendulum      
swinging its way    
across the ages    
she screams    
when she dreams  
echoing against
the prism like
walls of her
imprisonment.   
     
Mentality    
wont you take me?    
     
Her screaming mind      
penetrates    
the soft fluffy    
cotton wool exterior.    
foolish fool    
that she is    
the velvet folds    
of linear time    
bend and break    
in her amateur hands    
a goddess in learning    
a deity in appreciation    
once again she screams.    
     
Reality has claimed her.