(PAOLO FRANCO’s art)
Within the boundaries of darkness and muffled rhythm,
Alone, as id.
One cannot see but one can sense all
In the temperate confines.
Now the muted glow streams over you,
Growth and knowledge is the only means forward.
Depart room 101…
Emerge from the security of cocoon as a butterfly,
Weightless, liberated, set to soar.*
written by vampvamp.