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Living in A Biscuit Tin!!? OH! How Claustrophobic.

Updated on November 11, 2012

Brain vs Emotions

Life in a biscuit tin
Life in a biscuit tin

Brain vs Emotions

I live in a biscuit tin.

With a lid on top.

Claustrophobia?

Understatement.!

Squashed, oppressed,

too close for comfort.

BRAIN: Too close to what?

All the other biscuits,

idiot!

BRAIN: Why are you in there?

Beats me.

That´s life, I guess.

BRAIN: How do the other biscuits manage?

They´re happy.

Always muttering amongst themselves

Even gossipping.

The poor ginger-nut

at the bottom or the tin

is always being derided.

BRAIN: Do they talk about you?

No. They think I´m odd

Ignore me.

They all look like

Agatha Christie´s Miss Marple.

I AM NOT a Mis Marple.!

BRAIN. Maybe someone

will soon take the lid off.

I´ve thought of that,

remembering Jonah.

BRAIN: Who?

Jonah, in the bible

fell overboard,

or was he pushed?

Swallowed by an enormous fish.

After 3 days

Fish throws up.

Jonah spews out onto a beach.

There he goes,

all wrinkly

and extremely white

BRAIN : Well he would be after 3 days

inside a giant fish...............

Yes but .. free ...

blue skies and seas

s.p.a.c.e.

No more belly of fish

no more claustrophobia.

I´m not Jonah.

Some small boy

may take the lid

off this biscuit tin

and eat me!!!

Even if he throws up

I´ll be in bits and pieces

not whole, like Jonah.

BRAIN: I´m beginning to see

your problem.

Don´t you get along with any of

the other biscuits.?

They are all circular.

I´m square.

I don´t belong here.

BRAIN: Would you like

to be round shaped

and fit in.?

NOPE! I´m me.

Just don´t belong in this tin

with lid on top

cramped, stuck,

claustrophobic.

BRAIN: You still have your backbone then?

Er... let me think...

Yep! backbone intact

Got your point Brain,

I climb over the other

biscuits,

till I reach the top of the tin

I keep bumping

the lid till falls off.

Any small, hungry boys

in sight and I run...

and run...

Thank you Brain.

 

round biscuits

lovely biscuit but all circular.
lovely biscuit but all circular.

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    Dim Flaxenwick 6 years ago from Great Britain

    thank you. I enjoyed writing it.

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    Just Life 6 years ago

    I really enjoyed reading this!

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    Dim Flaxenwick 6 years ago from Great Britain

    Glad you enjoyed it. Must admit I was laughing myself silly as I wrote it.

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    d.william 6 years ago from Somewhere in the south

    Very profound and amusing at the same time. Kudos to you. Love your writing. dw

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    Dim Flaxenwick 6 years ago from Great Britain

    Loved your poem in a comment too. Thank you.

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    Winsome 6 years ago from Southern California by way of Texas

    Ode to a Biscuit

    I'm not puffed up

    Not in the yeast

    I'm cute, flat and dimpled

    From my West to my East

    If you amble past my tin

    And you hear a feeble shout

    Be a good dear dearie

    And let this biscuit out =:)

    Loved your poem DF!

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    Dim Flaxenwick 6 years ago from Great Britain

    great comment. Thank you. Take care. x

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    brandonfan 6 years ago from Mid West

    Too bad we aren't stuck in the biscuit tin together Dim. I'm square too! Loved this hub! :-)

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    Dim Flaxenwick 6 years ago from Great Britain

    I´m glad you enjoyed it. Thank you for taking the time to comment.

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    RunAbstract 6 years ago from USA

    Reading this I was intrigued by your concept, and found it sadly enchanting at first. Then I felt the determination and motivation of bumping into the lid and making your escape! Even more enchanting! I love a good ending!!

    Never stop writting! This was great! Full of hope and most asssuredly thinking "outside the box" in more ways than one.

    Thanks for a wonderful read!!

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    Dim Flaxenwick 6 years ago from Great Britain

    Right..... Or something like that.

    Great to hear from you on my page. Thank you.

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    Springboard 6 years ago from Wisconsin

    Lovely. lol. When life makes you feel closed up you have to push a little harder upward to get the lid off...

    Or something like that. :)

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    Dim Flaxenwick 6 years ago from Great Britain

    Wow! high praise indeeed,. I´m very happy to have helped you ópen a new doors !

    thank you for reading a nd leaving acomment.

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    Audrey Hunt 6 years ago from Nashville Tn.

    You gave life to a biscuit and now I know I am normal :-) I am one who talks to things and stuff...kind of like they are my own children. (Don't you dare call the men in the white coats to come for me). I never gave a thought to the possibility of putting my "dialogue" into a poem. I love you! Through your uniqueness, you have opened another door for me. I am going to write something about my refrigerator. Love i! I am a fan for life.

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    Dim Flaxenwick 7 years ago from Great Britain

    makes me happy that you approve. Thanks, Tony. Take care.

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    Tony McGregor 7 years ago from South Africa

    Oh yes - it's not cool to feel trapped by a lid, not even a pretty one!

    If you feel you don't belong in that tin just keep on bumping the lid! Great one, Dim!

    Love and peace

    Tony

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    Dim Flaxenwick 7 years ago from Great Britain

    Well the picture of the tin is pretty neat and the plate of biscuits look scrummy. It´s the lid that causes all the problems.

    Thanks for your comments, always. You know I love all your work. Take care.

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    epigramman 7 years ago

    ...well I would certainly love to live inside of your biscuit tin!!!!

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    Dim Flaxenwick 7 years ago from Great Britain

    Well you have to laugh eh?... Thanks for all your encouragement , Micky.

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    Micky Dee 7 years ago

    You're a smart cookie Dim!!! You're a big fish in a small pond Dim. You're funny Dim! God bless you Dear!

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    Dim Flaxenwick 7 years ago from Great Britain

    Skewed is a good word. So glad to meet you on my page. Thank you for the comment.

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    Cathy Nerujen 7 years ago from Edge of Reality and Known Space

    I love the really unusual way you describe and relate things. Skewed but it makes sense too. Tricky and clever writing. Thanks for this.

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    Dim Flaxenwick 7 years ago from Great Britain

    Glad you approve. I laughed myself silly when writing it.. God bless.x

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    singlmomat52 7 years ago

    I am sure Dim that you will fit in soon. You are so likeable!!!!! : ) I love this illustration about your frustration!! Well done!! God bless!! xxxxxxx

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    Dim Flaxenwick 7 years ago from Great Britain

    Ha Ha Thanks for seeing the joke here,.I sometimes think I am going mad but this small village life is getting to me , hence the biscuit tin illistraion. I shall escape to the city for a day soon. Take care x

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    SilverGenes 7 years ago

    Oh I'm sorry you are in an odd tin! You can't even enjoy the decorations from the inside but the rest of us, seeing the pretty scenery painted there wonder why on earth any biscuit could be unhappy in such a lovely tin. Missing the point en masse. Then there are those of us left out on the window ledge after baking and the sun just bakes us more. At this point in life we are called zwiebak but we do have a glorious view and when the window is left open.... :)