White Walls

White walls


Is descended

White mist

All around

Now sky, no blue

I don’t know

All I see

Is white

I know nothing

I care for nothing

Except the white

Soft caressing


On the wall

Of my mind

White pictures

Are painted

On blank canvas

Single tone

In my room

A crack


In the wall

Eye looking through

I see

Something else

What is it

I look

And see


Into something

Not white

Many shades

Hurts the eye

Mist descends

And all I see

Is the soothing white

But now

A wait

A hunger

For something more

Then the endless thing

I now call white


The stone

The white walls

Trying to break them

To get a crack


To see

To leave

Pure innocence


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