Wall to wall, floor to cieling.
I know, I know.
My head's gone vertical. My bed's gone vertical.
It's not symbolic. We're talking literal.
One box. New Zealand. Australia.
Philadelphia. West coast of America.
Louis, Darren, this is what you get
when my shit is piled high and the top isn't what I need yet.
Steve says, 'There's refuge in corners.'
All my possessions in boxes.