Fox Hole

by Jairus Hills   Mar 18, 2013


Like a fox in a fox hole
Here I am again
Just beneath the surface
In my little fox den

We used to seem
To fit so perfect
But now we're like sleep
And the graveyard work shift
We just don't match up
But if we had a chance to catch up
I'm sure that we could find the holes
And let them all get patched up
They say opposites attract
So does that mean we're both negative?
I'm positive that you're wide awake
Or maybe I'm just taking sedatives
Has your heart become a crypt?
All those feelings seemed to turn to dust
Either that or they're all buried alive
I'll grab a shovel if I must

Like a fox in a fox hole
Here I am again
Just beneath the surface
In my little fox den

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  • 12 years ago

    by Courageous Dreamer

    But now we're like sleep
    And the graveyard work shift
    We just don't match up
    ^This is a different simile when it comes to poetry, but being someone who works graveyard I see what you mean here, sleep & working nights definitely don't go well together, kind of like your relationship you're speaking of & how it's not perfect.

    Interesting write. Melancholic. Seems as though you're in the process of trying to figure some things out & your 'fox hole' is like your escape for the moment, your hide out if you will. This concept is thought provoking. Nice job.