White Void of Nothing


the crystal glass

The most fragile things.

Hanging in the balance against,

a stark white background.

Forever suspended,

in the white void of nothing.

Handle them with care,

for the truth of the colour world,

is a bit shocking to some.

Glass it just breaks,

a rose doesn’t wilt, it stabs.

And so goes the minds,

of far too many in this world.

the crystal glass 2

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