Infinite blank paper
Infinite blank paper
Misunderstanding a picture of a moment as oneself,
people get emotionally wounded.
But the picture is something we can erase.
Do we think we are allowed
to draw only one picture?
We can paint pictures infinitely.
We have an infinite number of sheets of blank paper.
If a picture is not erased, then we can simply tear it out.
Then there is another picture.
There is a new me somewhere.
I am always blank paper.
I am white blank paper
on which I can draw and erase pictures infinitely.