Nothing

Acrylic on canvas, 100x125 cm

2022

We had wild nothings

Sometime in the past,

With those memories

That linger and that last.

Those empty moments

That we somehow had filled,

With some wild animal

We both caught and killed.

There is something

But maybe nothing still,

Within a glance of wonder

That’s tainted with goodwill.

There’s something wrong

That should be right.

Remember we’re not the darkness

Please, we’re the light.

Painting by JP Pemapsorn 

Poetry by Carl Piaf