Why does my mind….

Posted byEugene HardyPosted inPoetryTags:, , , , , ,

….want to fill in
all spaces?

Walls of all trophies,
certificates of
accomplishments,
Walls of pictures.

But I can’t see
the color of paint.

And the doors and windows
mean nothing to
me….

Published by Eugene Hardy

Learning how to be a better human being through poetry, prose and my journal. Still working on a better life in San Diego, CA..... Truth is, I am just another human among eight billion other folks on planet Earth. I've been told that my poetry is dark. I practice poetry.