And so she sat on that chair
Confused and very inquisitive in her head
In that sullen space she felt stone-cold
Blindfolded; she couldn't see
The chair she sat on was colourful
The space she thought sullen
Was as bright with sunlight blazing through
Then she died knowing only darkness
And veneration for she wasn't allowed some light
Suchlike the idea of proper behaviorism
We are habituate to
-PRK-
