Odd Fungus

I put my weird in a box and I seal it with wax, because that's an odd thing to do. If I had a box filled with odd things I'd stick it out in the rain. I'd let it rot and grow roots through the concrete because nature always finds a way. I keep pictures of a girl in a box filled with weird things. The same box. We had a song we liked; it's in the box too. "Once you knew a girl and you named her lover." I wrote that on the box. The roots grew around my arms and broke through the concrete. I'm stuck, with a box full of weird, and a bunch of old records.