Same Black Line

-Same Black Line-
by
Keaton Foster



My world is white
My escape is blank
Waiting for me
Always screaming
If you please
Come to my side
Open every eye
Widen every notion
Beginning with
An irreversible introspection
Then leading to
A monochromatic vacation
Where I am the only guest
No one else will dare come
They all believe that I am insane
A crazy man with something to say
An enslaved artist burdened by his craft
And monstrous visions that often attack
Leaving me unapproachable
Deeming me completely impossible
Few know anything who I am really am
Behind many falsehoods I hide
Those who know some semblance of truth
Assert their right to be repulsed
With their crooked fingers they point
At such a continuous junction
They are all one and the same
My world is white
My everything is the blank page
Waiting to be filled
Begging to be stained
Only then will it be
Utterly changed in every way
Never again to be the same
But rather a masterpiece
Of insanity and nonconformity
I cannot help myself
I cannot change the man I am
I can only do my best to express
To lend words, flooding the emptiness
That no matter how hard I try
I just can’t seem to fill
Between every poem written
Between every contradiction
Is the same black line
Dividing my world of white
Letting me know that one page
One reality has bled unto the next
Once such a line is crossed
There is no turning back
Only advancing on
Until my point is made
Until my vision is conveyed
Until my world of white
Is the furthest thing
From everything that white means
Only then can I erase what was said
Only then can I express what is next
The same black line finds me each time
The same white nothing screams
Finding only temporary relief
An irreversible introspection
Will begin as it always does
A monochromatic vacation
Will follow suit
The blank page will scream
Every detainable idea will become free
Every conviction will escape
Until I have no convictions left
Until I am deep within forever’s death
Only when this mind and these hands
Cease to function as is will I stop
Until then my world of white
Will be filled with everything
That I am capable of…






Same Black Line
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013