boxed in
My child lives in dreams,
Lord of some hidden world
He can’t escape from.
I am by turns the victor,
By turns the villain
When I call him to tea.
He tells me his stories;
His hands fly as words
Recording adventures in stains
And history in movie quotes:
He’s a willing graduate
Of Disney’s language programme.
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My child lives alone, forgotten,
And his eyes have gone blind
To all but his little boxed-in world
And the shadows he hides behind.