The Twilight Zone. Outer Limits. Black Mirror.

These shows make me think of the world just a little differently. From a different angle. I’ve always liked things a bit aslant.



The room in John’s head is a box.
A minimalist’s dream, it is.
There are walls, ceiling, a floor.
There is a chair and sometimes an ottoman.
He goes there when silence is needed.
Or the comfort of blank walls.

He likes this box of a place just for him.
In idle moments, he moves the chair.
Across the room. Against the wall.
The ottoman he leaves in its place, centered.
No one knows about the square room in his head.
Even John doesn’t know there is no door.

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