The poem
Not even in a dream Should you have anything to do With the little box
If you saw her full of stars once You'd wake up Without heart or soul in your chest
If you slid your tongue Into her keyhole once You'd wake up with a hole in your forehead
If you ground her to bits once Between your teeth You'd get up with a square head
If you ever saw her empty You'd wake up With a belly full of mice and nails
If in a dream you had anything to do With the little box You'd be better off never waking up again