Form & color

I've been here before...
across from the steps...
the large, white columns...
steady legs...that hold...
not like mine...
now...
I'm almost...
too tired...
to notice the bodies...
that disappear up the steps ...
and into the small glass doorway.
I've been here before...
when things...
blur...
into something...
quite...other than...
what they are.
Everything...becomes...
just form & color...