White Room September 19, 2008
Encapsulated,
A perspective of The Fellowship of Art Spectators.
A work of heavily prescribed art
Always sitting with a dumbfounded grin,
Never bored, nor excited; never happy, nor sad.
Bound by the will of fellows in white.
Lost only in the feel for the present moment.
Light doesn't have to shine in this white room
To blind a truth seeker.
White means cleanliness,
And the Fellowship wants to make the art clean
Because on a number of occasions
It got a wee bit smudged.
Yet somehow, the art tends to age away quite fine.
A perspective of The Fellowship of Art Spectators.
A work of heavily prescribed art
Always sitting with a dumbfounded grin,
Never bored, nor excited; never happy, nor sad.
Bound by the will of fellows in white.
Lost only in the feel for the present moment.
Light doesn't have to shine in this white room
To blind a truth seeker.
White means cleanliness,
And the Fellowship wants to make the art clean
Because on a number of occasions
It got a wee bit smudged.
Yet somehow, the art tends to age away quite fine.
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