Bleached, flimsy plaster makes four corners
Dotted with a certificate and paintings:
Pictures from Nepal, Tibet, and Thailand
They pepper the muted eggshell surfaces:
Dots of color amongst a blank canvas
I hear storms, shrieks, and screaming throughout them
A hurricane can come whirling into these
Lifeless boundaries and give protection
But this empty plaster is nothing but
An aimless echo chamber from inside
Sep 16, 2018
Sep 16, 2018 at 3:03 PM UTC