Sandbox

There's no sand
and the box is missing.
As it ought to be.

Play cannot infringe
like power and influence do
and so it must not exist
though imaginations do.

To give away material
means causing effects;
the thought counts too.
Escape is, then, both tactile
and, idiomatically, futile.

The future will contain
the presents
no matter
how many fires
how much wrapping
how little sustains.

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