geometrics
squares within squares
within squares
and on into
infinity
stare tunnel-ward
feel the draw of hyperspace
or shrink into
nothingness, as near
as possible
at the epicenter
just a dot stands guard;
a placeholder
hinting at the end of
this world
or a precipice
into a universe beyond
tunnel’s end
oh, such exquisite
possibilities.
I’m no artist, and that’s probably why my time fiddling with an Etch-a-Sketch consisted primarily of drawing decreasing squares until I could go no further. The resulting tunnel provided countless hours of contemplation for me as a child. I’m either incredibly imaginative or unbelievably dull.
Peace, people!
Praying for Eyebrowz 