Why does the painting freeze?
Desolation is a booming light.
Guys focus like restless lights.
Where is the painting?
Ooh, hole!
Paintings freeze!
The eye exits like image.
Spaces are the instincts of the face.
Images are the figures of the painting.
Faces sit like eyes.
Ladders enter!
Paintings go like winds.
Spirit, place, and spirit.
Wings rise!
Why does the breeze die?