Seems like putting a poem here would keep it from being something somewhere else.
If you write anything but a poem you’ll come up with a story about being near Death or having blacked out and then woken up by someone.
All I had to do was cut it up with some purpose and add some line breaks, which is just what I did after I left class.
So Julia made something about the corner void and I said yes, I think so. It’s a lot like the hole that Bobby Vandivender punched in the ceiling that had a ladder inside it.