Two timids are sealed off in separate boxes made of crystal glass that dazzle the window shoppers
One sleeps alone with the one she calls her snake oil salesman who was saintly before the nuptials
Other timid takes no chances his air is cold close to the bone choices that led to the box
Neither knows how to say that some times call for drastic decisions some call sins
Both wrap themselves in tvbooksnyoungones rather than cry tears demanding affection's reflections from the other's box...break the glass.