Just Outside the Frame

[OPEN] If existence is observation, why do I keep staring at the part I cannot see? No evidence. Strong suspicion. Excellent placement. [VERSE 1] I shout. I whisper. Same mark. Square impact. Clean contact. Still no relief. The bruise understands before I do. Force arrives. Meaning doesn’t. [PRE] Beautiful. Fine. But why does it end? Why does the question get more time than the answer? [CHORUS] Something just outside the frame has learned exactly where to stand. I expect it to be there. That’s the trick. Expectation doing all the haunting. [VERSE 2] Self-study, prolonged. Same mirror. Better lighting. No conclusion. Sadness stays. Even happiness makes room for it. I’m not trying to empty the room. I’m trying to become larger than it. [PRE] Stuck on the question. Suspicious of the answer. What if it arrives and never leaves? [CHORUS] Something just outside the frame has learned exactly where to stand. No evidence. Strong suspicion. Devious planning. Expectation doing all the haunting. [BREAKDOWN] I wanted resolution. Forgot resolution can be a room. Some answers open doors. Some answers become architecture. [FINAL BUILD] Beautiful. Fine. Still ending. Still looking. Still asking what waits where observation stops. [FINAL CHORUS] Something just outside the frame— don’t move. I almost see it. No evidence. Strong suspicion. Excellent placement. Maybe nothing is there. Maybe that is why I cannot stop looking. [HARD END]