A paper cup to my left has been stuffed with ripped plastic While to my right sits a battery and various pencil markings Many things can be seen directly ahead of me A wooden barrier about a foot forward holds graffiti Not far further one would see an orange paper; "B-80...." One dozen beaming lights, a network of yellow, steel bars Potted plants in grey cubes and ducts bringing air A steady stream of different faces bring animation. But the most interesting thing of all Is directly infront and furthest from me This would be the window, in which I can see outside Though it is winter and no direct light shines in I feel a bit of nature within the room Nature brings life and freedom How does the room feel? November 24th, '03.