Something More

I’m painting while feeling cold,
Painting snow-coloured cupboard doors.
I have nothing white warmer than this polo shirt.
I am allowed to paint no colour but white.

But really, that is nothing.
No, nothing would be see-through.
Nothing is black & white. 

Nothing is either something or nothing.
Nothing is black & white,
But black & white are not nothing.
Black is nothing white:
White is nothing black.
But they work well together.

A white polo shirt is not a concept.

I keep on nullifying these white doors -
Cupboard doors.
To what extent does specificity matter?
To what extent does repetition matter?
To what extent does specific repetition matter?
What about repetition specific to specificity?
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Kendrick Avatar
August 9, 2026 at 4:04 PM
Got a chuckle out of this one. Way to go. Sara K. ⭐
Griffiths Avatar
August 15, 2026 at 1:45 AM
I'm so pleased you got a chuckle out of it, Sara K! I think the ending makes it funny. 😊
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