I sit here and stair, waiting
here on this blank wall, wondering
how it will turn out when its all done.
I know this bewilderment is all the fun.
So i start in
on this never ending sin,
it comes to mind
but isn't at all timed.
For it is art and nothing more
yet it makes your mind cold and sore.
You like what you see
but hate what you thought.
All that flows is me
and you and me fought
this never ending battle to be one.
But be for you realize it
your eyes grow cool and your done.
Still staring at the wall
as your mind falls to its unedifying doom.
But the blank space is no more
it has been laid out with the core
of me and you as one.
Together finally, like it was meant all eternity.
Though we were never physical apart
tell me what you think.. good or bad i like to know...
