Day593【Abyss】

A daily monochrome photo-poetry series by naozo. Since 2025, each work pairs a moment from everyday life with a poem from NZ, the artist's future self. Through glass, light, and silence, the series turns self-doubt into dialogue.

NZPHOTOGRAPH & naozo

Day593【Abyss】

Even at the bottom of darkness, there is still a color without a name.

DEAR naozo,

What

Is there

That is what

I would ask

People

Give names

To what

They can see

Light

Becomes light

Darkness

Becomes darkness

And

The moment

We name

Something

We begin

To believe

We understand it

Yet

Sometimes

I wonder

Whether

Something

Still unnamed

Exists

Within us

The deeper

We descend

The farther

The light becomes

Outlines disappear

And even

What seemed certain

Begins to blur

There

May be

Something

We have shown

To no one

Something

Even we

Have never known

It may be

Fear

It may be

Desire

Or perhaps

It is

A part of ourselves

That has not yet

Become words

I believe

The abyss

Is not

Merely

A place of darkness

It is

The depth

That leads

To the bottom

Of oneself

We do not

Need to know

What lies there

Yet

It does not

Need a name

Even at

The bottom

Of darkness

There is still

A color

Without a name

Until

You find it

You will never know

How deep

You are

What do you think

from NZ

This story is a work of fiction. Except for the named individuals, all elements are products of imagination.

The boundary between reality and fiction is intentionally ambiguous, and its interpretation is left to the reader.