Think Inside the Box
How Does One Think Anywhere Else? A satirical commentary on silly phrasing
THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX
What does that truly mean?
How does one accomplish it?
I have been told that this ability is key to success
I just have no thought on how to go about it
My entire mind is encased in a box
Pretty sure my mind is my thinking implement
At least I think it is
My box is a head shaped box
Yet, it is still a box nonetheless
A box designed to hold my brain - my mind, my thoughts
My box has two eyes, two ears, a nose, a mouth
My box has a chin, forehead, and wrinkles
TBH it may have an acne scar or two
My box even has a tad of thinning hair
Yet it is undeniably a box ...
A fairly solid biological box of blood, brain and tissue
Thinking boxes are designed for a variety of purposes
Thus the attached appendages
They use the eyes to see the world
To experience it visually
They watch the sun rise and set
They observe the night fall
They watch clouds scud by
They watch our lunar neighbor in the night sky
They widen to allow extra light
They watch my children at play
They see the words in the books I read
My in the box mind interprets those words and sights
But the eyes must first see them and pass the information along
They close to block out things best left unseen
They note beauty in nature
They see the ugly as well
They are set in the box, my eyes
My thinking box uses ears to listen (or not)
They listen to a woman sighing in satisfaction
They listen to a man grunt in exertion
They hear puppies growl and cats hiss
They warn me of danger in the dark
They hear the lonesome whippoorwill
They hear the whistle of a train
The honking of horns in snarled traffic
They hear the howling of the coyotes on the prairie
They are set in the box, my ears
My thinking box uses the nose to scent...
It scents flowers opening
As the Bard himself stated in Romeo & Juliet
"A rose by any other name would smell as sweet"
My own thinking/scenting box prefers the headier scents
Magnolia blossoms as they clog the air with nirvana
My nose in the box scents perfumes on a woman or
Musky sweat on a man
It can scent a skunk or roadkill
It can warn me of danger from fire
It is set in the box, my nose
My mouth tastes the rain
It tastes the slightly salty skin of a woman aroused
The tongue in the mouth in the box is a fantastic thing
It can lick ice cream on a hot summer day
It can sing a joyful song ... Out of tune, but joyful
It is the main medium by which my thinker passes messages
My mouth tells the world what I need
My mouth tells bedtime stories to my children
It whispers sweet words to my loving wife
My mouth is the great communicator
As well as the supreme taster
It is set in the box, my mouth...
All these things, along with other anatomical anomalies
All send messages to my in the box thinker
Messages that tell it what to think
Messages that tell it how to think
Yet, still... My thinker is in the box
My thinking may be unusual at times
It may be normal, strange or average
Sometimes it may even be psychedelically nuts
But .. It all takes place inside the box
My mind is the core of my being, my identity
All my thinking takes place in my mind
It is in the brain in the box, my mind
So... THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX
Can someone elucidate?
Think outside the Norm?
Cliff Claven did that a lot ...
Usually while downing copious amounts of beer
A truly copious amount of beer so Cheers to him
This may have helped skew his thinking
But, I bet it still was in the box
We all think inside our respective box
My thoughts can escape the box
They escape via my hands
This they do by caresses, hitting, writing, stroking, patting...
My thoughts escape the box through my mouth
Sometimes that is good..., others not so much
My thoughts escape the box through my nose
With the advent of of a sniff of disdain
Possibly by a turning up thereof or a look down it
My thoughts sometimes are mirrored in my eyes
Happiness, sadness, love, hate ...
All these thoughts can pass through the eyes
And thus they may escape the box
Yet... the thoughts originate INSIDE THE BOX
So... You may try to think outside the box
I do my best thinking inside the box
I am constitutionally, physiologically, incapable of ...
THINKING OUTSIDE THE BOX
About the Creator
Andrew C McDonald
Andrew McDonald is a 911 dispatcher of 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.
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Comments (2)
I like how our eyes, nose, mouth and ears collaborate with our thinking box. But the thing is, my thinking box has a box. And I think outside that box. I still fail miserably, lol. Loved your poem!
This is well thought out, even though it came from inside. Nicely done.