you never can really see

past the gaze of colored walls

you don't know how deep they go

is a soul seen in a stare

can you know the collaboration

behind the skin

in all gray

feeling nothing

does the carnal takeover

by thought clawing through action

is it screaming for a basic

desire need want

is there a difference

in the matters of the gray

is there a truth

white and black

playing red rover in circumstance

falling through the arms of fate

hands of time

playing cards dealt

blindness

is it a choice

a decision

binding of terms and consequences

light and dark

clearing a path

of obvious clues

to the sanctuary

home

heart