Friday, February 26, 2010


she painted herself a room
and walked into it
just like that
and lay down on the rich blue bedspread
and watched the world pass her by.
saw as they
lifted her world
a room
a room full of rooms
other peoples rooms
with other lonely hearts
dozing on leather couches
staring at bowls of sunflowers
looking out of rainy windows
and watching the watchers go by
she watched
as the dissected rooms
parts of them hidden
to all but those who painted them
were looked at
talked about
pondered upon
she waited
as someone walked up to her room
and stared at her across a red velvet cordon.
and she stared back
until he gave up
and wandered away.


  1. What shit you like people who think like you :P

    Also, read this from beginning to end...After the 27th, just before I forget.

  2. ahaha. well, deep down inside. :P
    and i'm already following it :)

  3. Just wanted to send you a quick congrats--I just gave you a One-Minute Writing of the Day award for 2/23. Great job--thanks for writing!

    -C. Beth
    The One-Minute Writer>)