Line. Space. Line. Interruptions
Light. Space.
Line. Interruptions.
Triggers and memory.
A gallery with art on one wall,
a mix of truth and pain.
compelling whispers shout.
A place to learn what you say,
what you create,
matters less
than what is seen and heard.
Light. Space.
Line. Interruptions.
Triggers and memory.
About this poem
The picture was taken at Mass MoCA.
Quarry House 
…this is like Philip Glass in word form. ♥️
High praise indeed!
It’s a beautiful piece and worthy the association.