I sat beneath the window sill and painted with the light
The colors mixed accordingly, my images took flight
And as I watched them disappear, ascend into the clouds
I noticed how the symmetry reflected all my doubts
And so it was, my counterparts had finally aligned
It didn't matter where I was or what I left behind
For anything the distance claimed was taken as a pawn
And given back eventually, thus never really gone
So when the sun would recreate horizons in my eyes
I'd see the world for what it was, completely undisguised

A screen was posted on a wall, the corners of my mind
Were stretched so very thin indeed, reverberating time

And vapid personalities then danced upon the veil
Attempting to impose themselves as those who never fail

In perfect step with everything, their tendencies align
Allow for new anatomies to form upon their spine

Collect, repel, reorganize with regular delay
I cannot tell you what's become of every single day

To calculate would take too long, the change of pace too much
And I've become immune to what is parallel to touch

See, I have learned their song by now, I've memorized the beat
Its rhythm pulses fervidly, intensifies the heat

The space is filled with every breath of those who write the notes
A call to those who cannot keep the music in their throats

There spun a world above my head and I could enter
it
At any time I wanted to, whenever I saw
fit
At first it was a rendezvous, a place that I would
go
To take reprieve of circumstance that I was born to
know
And then the strangest thing occurred, I managed to
perceive
That I was still in spinning state the moment I would
leave
And so began the era of my physical
demise
For all I needed to survive was just a pair of
eyes
Behind the visage of my thoughts I dug a perfect
hole
A buried bed, a grave, a tomb, the epitaph - my
soul

what remains is equal to the value of the null