Slipping through

Blank white walls
crying for a swatch
any colour will do
in a formless space
where the ancient haunt.
She slips between the cracks
placed in a crevice
she finds comfort
in the hollow chamber
where the only echo heard
is a thought that slipped free.

Thoughts while on lunch…image by me…

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