Cornered. Boxed in white.
Right angles imprison. Craving obtuse. Jaded pursuits.
No angle feels right when sight is skewed by a prototype. Nature and Nurture coerce future.
Image outranking what’s envisaged.
Bare walls begin to beckon.
Bleach flushed with minds brush.
Imagination unleashed. Inspiration beseeched.
White box converted. Corner post deserted.
4 walls spring doors. Creativity enlisted, nobs twisted. Box resisted. Liberty insisted.
When blank is the backdrop, there’s more room to paint.