100 wc- my prized possesion

100 wc- my prized possesion

An old wooden box, with a key in the bottom

It sits there, with a soft, gentle hum of a calming song that I know so well

Listening to it over and over again, each time feeling more and more comfortable and relaxed

It works magic this box, the way it repeats over and over again

There is nothing quite like this, nothing this special

A feeling you just can’t describe, that nobody but you understands

There is nothing quite like this

There is nothing

Nothing.

 

2 thoughts on “100 wc- my prized possesion

  1. Heidi,
    I love the rhythmic, musical quality you create in your description here.
    The word choice and repetition you have chosen to emphasise the way the box itself is comfortingly repetitive is just beautiful.
    My favourite line I think is:
    “It works magic this box, the way it repeats over and over again”
    Just GORGEOUS!
    Ant

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