PainterWandering nothingness, its quite lonely
But i don't mind
I do wonder though,
Why do you avoid me?
I've walked endless abyss,
Painted,
The books and papers you've read,
Your skies, so that the sun rose and set
Why do you fear the painter so, and not the void?
Little company, met few twice,
A rather yellow habit I've noticed
Or could it be the things I say?
This place was empty before i arrived,
It won't be for much longer.Jun 3, 2026
But i don't mind
I do wonder though,
Why do you avoid me?
I've walked endless abyss,
Painted,
The books and papers you've read,
Your skies, so that the sun rose and set
Why do you fear the painter so, and not the void?
Little company, met few twice,
A rather yellow habit I've noticed
Or could it be the things I say?
This place was empty before i arrived,
It won't be for much longer.Jun 3, 2026
