So far away…you’re so tragically far from me. But it’s alright. My friends are everywhere.
They’ll pick you up, swift and gentle—maybe on your way back home from the grocery store—too quick for thoughts of struggle, too practiced to give you a chance to yell in surprise.
No time for words or explanations, they fold you up and tuck you in, tight and firm, to a case molded just for your body.
Well, they might strip you of your clothes first. Those only complicate the packing process, and we don’t want any gaps for you to rattle around in.
Close the case. Seal it up tight. Ship it off to me.
Oh, perhaps I will decide that you are my birthday present. Wouldn’t that be nice? No mere parcel, but a treasured gift. Ah, how I look forward to unwrapping you and enjoying all the features you have to offer!