the walls of this box
are embroidered with care
the padding of eiderdown
handcrafted, each square,
the fabric is satin,
the patterns, divine
the edging is gilded
no seams will you find.
its soft and its comfy
its roomy and spacious
warm and inviting
the creator was gracious
yes, everythings perfect
when you climb in to hide
but things aren't so pretty
from the outside
once tucked within,
you're restrained
the lid is closed
and now truth is plain
a cold gleam of steel
wrapped in old rusted chains
angles and edges
that slice with disdain
heavy padlocks
interlaced razor wire
jagged and tearing
resistant to fire
nothing can get in,
and you cannot get free
at least you'll be dying
in sweet luxury