there’s a painting on the wall in the corner of my living room
\nthat i realize, in this moment,
\nis hung upside down.<\/p>\n
it depicts nothing.
\nit is abstract, just shape and color.<\/p>\n
i painted it myself, i hung it myself.
\nit is not until this moment that i notice i have understood it
\nbackwardly and upside-downward.<\/p>\n
it is all wrong and i know that now,
\nbut i am drunken sunken stuck in my big chair
\nand i can not get up to fix it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
there’s a painting on the wall in the corner of my living room that i realize, in this moment, is hung upside down. it depicts nothing. it is abstract, just shape and color. i painted it myself, i hung it myself. it is not until this moment that i notice i have understood it backwardly … <\/p>\n