Chamber of Reflection

I spend time in this room.

It's difficult to come across especially after a long journey without return.

The lights are dim and the space is empty.

I sit in this room with nothing and only nothing in mind.

That is until something comes to mind.

Something always come to mind.

A memory, a thought, a proposition.

Something is always coming into my mind.

To be quite frank, I have no appreciation for it.

Especially you, Olive.

You keep knocking on the door.

It becomes very distractive.

You know...it's very impolite to disturb me from thinking of not thinking.

Because once I think of not thinking.

I've gone to become a better person.

Art:

[Alexandra Levasseur - Ceramics 2018]