The Wall’s Another Canvas

Whither writing
really emanates,
I don’t really know.
Take syllabic space ‘n
empty it of possibility;
realise in scribed ‘n
scribbled ink.

Blocked by
lay’red, impenetrable
(ostensibly…) brick-bounds?
Colour o’er by
kaleidoscopy.

 

Image credit¬†–¬†What The Saints Did Next

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