Exploding Void
How can one painting, one painting hanging on the wall, say it all?
Black and gray like an empty void, with one red explosion.
Like my heart...empty, void, ready to explode at any minute.
My insides on a canvas for all the world to see.
Copyright © Roxanne Schroeder | Year Posted 2009
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