Rooms to Room

around a house and in a spin

where shall i head toward next?

could this be a place where i find inspiration

or is that place gonna be loud and full of maddness??

where do I store my inner thoughts as I close the door?

and if I open it before too long what shall be awaiting me?

finding a moment to hear clarity and collect my being

and then this spot has neither heat or cold

but instead is neutral and solid

i go in search and have memorys

and this door is open, but

it has no expression