If I give you the little black box
What will you do with it
If you look closely you will see no lid
There’s no key hole
It’s black like obsidian
Solid, heavy
What will you do with it
If I give you the little black box
Will you out of frustration break it open
Will you crush it under your feet
Will you be surprised to find it empty
No treasure inside
What was hidden there gone
Crushed, poured out, trampled
Another heart dissolved into the earth
If I give you the little black box
What will you do with it
