Painting
In order to restore my toilet,
I had to empty it to repaint.
Because I got so little room,
Part of my library,
And all my Colours and Materials
Had been living there, on shelves.
And …
As the little Space got empty
I got caught in a moment of …
Space was Naked and Pure,
And so it had to stay.
No more “stories” on that wall.
No more Identity
No more Things.
Move, Replace, or Out!
“Enlightenment” in a toilet can happen ?