I am surrounded by
u l t r a v i o l e t .
Countless vacancies that cannot be
outlined or coloured in,
but my perception of them is uncanny.
I know them like the back of my hand
and yet,
invisible and intangible.
I see bright lights.
The walls fade into emptiness -
nowhere land.
Not constantly, but here and there.
Blank spaces so bright
they would blind you if you saw them.
I cannot remember what once filled these
surges of nothingness,
if anything at all.
Picture frames, perhaps.
Faded memories.
Or maybe just a certain colour I never quite learned to like.
I cannot remember.
It is all too familiar now,
this      ultraviolet      way of life.