“What the Wall Thinks About the Picture” / Memorable Fancies #1698

[“We stand round blankly as walls.” – Sylvia Plath]

Someone hangs a picture on me. From where I am, behind it, I can’t see what it’s a picture of, can’t see what the museum visitors are staring at, frowning at, consulting their guidebooks, dismissing with a shrug.

It’s driving me crazy.

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