A stairwell deserted
A building at night
I’m trapped in a fiction
A slave to the facts
Toy balloons, best wishes
Abandoned paper dishes
They’re waving at me
But I’m not waving back
I’m here, I’m sinking
Sinking deeper, I’m floating through time
Wild, desperate kisses
Fire escapes, near misses
Excuses are made
(Pre-planned) off the cuff
The sense of an ending
The ending of sense
A journey too far
But not far enough
I’m here, I’m sinking
Sinking deeper, I’m floating through time
I’m here, something’s missing
My mouth is moving
But the voice isn’t mine
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