pack away
those nuisances
we try to avoid
in a box over there
anywhere possible

but still
their fumes
have a shadow
which causes an exhaust
to escape
from the tiniest cracks
and pin holes

a tunnel
to our past

and wishful thinking
we stumbled upon
in any awkward moment

elevating moods
to extinguish what’s left
of those which remain
out in the open
for all to see

pack them away
those nuisances
in a box
covering them up
with other boxes
so none of them escape
again
so none of them are seen
by others prying eyes
of deceit and hatefulness