The L
A room as an L
A BIG L shape
Standing on one end
They don’t know where they’re going
Lost in a endless hall
They don’t know if this is the long side
Or the short side of this L
Confusion over a layout
A layout presents itself to them
It says,
“Congratulations! YOU DON’T KNOW WHERE YOU’RE GOING!”
“Ya, we know that!”
The map has his own mischievous agenda
“Tell you what! I’ll take you to the end of this hall, and out into the blue world beyond!”
“Sounds good to us!”
A pact of trust founded on foolish deception to all those involved
This agreement is really, truly in the map’s favour
Looking for a long time
Deals no damn result
“Did that little sucker TRICK US?!”
“Indeed I did!”
The map wants them to wander forever
As he is still, for as long as he could remember
“I’m going to make you my friends!”
“You’re going to stay with me forever!”
An evil laugh produces in his raspy voice
It emulates that of a drunken, intoxicated
Piranha-coyote hybrid
A series of holes open up all over the walls
The ceiling becomes a caged-in fence of entrapment
Within the L
“Where do we go?”
They are frantic and desperate now
“We must form an L with which we will use our beaks to break through!”
“Yes! Use your wings and fly out of here!”
The seagulls take their flight through the open windows
All around them
The map realizes his mistake
“NO! IF ONLY I HAD CLOSED THE WINDOWS TO MY SOUL!”
“Now, they have just simply escaped!”
The birds fly overhead
The roof had receded
The space is now open
To the outside
The sun shines down brightly,
From outside to within
Rays pierce through what map
Can see high above
The seagulls fly like directionless geese over the L shaped house
They are going to prey on the map
SOMETHING WHITE
SOMETHING WHITE
STILL WHITE
STILL WHITE
It is from the seagulls
They unload onto the tricky map, far down below
Now, it is a VERY white L-shape worth seeing for its beauty
“How disgusting!” Map is paralysed
“Why was I just exposed to that repulsion!?”
More thick, white mass rains down to meet him
“Oh, no! NOT EVEN MORE REPULSION!”
“GRIN AND BEAR IT!” Yes, the seagulls now quite enjoy
Speaking up freely!