Posted by PM80 on April 28, 2005, at 13:31:24
I feel adrift in this space.
Picture, if you will,
An empty white room
With an cold plastic chair
Devoid of color
Positioned slightly askew
From the rectangular dimensions
of this barren place.
I sit upon it.
Alone.
I have been told
that this room is a blank canvas,
Bursting with endless possibilities
of vibrant textures and hues.
But here,
Alone,
I wander in my mind
and wonder if, instead,
this is a room without a soul.
All of the trappings in existence,
All of the exterior notions of beauty
That glisten and sparkle,
Can never alter the base reality
Of this colorless box.I am lost.
poster:PM80
thread:490916
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