Anyway Hallway
Into a routine hallway of spatial disillusionment / Reference frame null where windows negated
Into a routine hallway of spatial disillusionment
Reference frame null where windows negated
While thought patterns of the substrate persist
Overhead lights greet the walking confused
Focus and discombobulation on the same nerves
Be transported or languish, to disappear anyway
Into a time warp where tomorrow is yesterday
And yesterday is now when tomorrow is here
For a corridor of reckoning of the unaware mind
Wraps us in the trepidation transplantation tomb
Windowless and troubled, barren opportunities
Where flickers of memories spasm right along
A doorway to anywhere is some distance farther
Or the exit just within hand's welcoming reach
By: Trevor Kuether
Well, I didn't know liminality needed to be crystallised into poetry, but it did and the results absolutely rock! Gotta love an existential meditation on the backrooms!
Backrooms! Maybe we should invent a new kind of liminal poetry :) The poetry in between poetry.
Maybe this is the best thing to have come out of 4chan? I liked the early memes personally.