is this what death must be like..... standing in front of endless doors painted black in a back alley, waiting to come back in another body just because you can. teeth reflected in a window somewhere between the heaven and hell of one's imagination.a dark tunnel under an empty highway, only much longer and without the light.
distorted construction site that never gets finished, a mansion that never gets built, windows that look out to emptiness, elevators that dont work and lots of white space.
rolling down the road attached to a wooden board with no legs, going nowhere fast and nobody paying attention.
waiting at a bus stop for a bus that never comes, and if it comes it never stops, and if it stops we never have the exact change.
tables and chairs set for nobody to dine, walking down the street going nowhere in particular and lots of empty parking spaces.
an open mouth laughing at nothing, a kitchen with no food, some dull lights, windows that are locked and nobody there to see it.
looking back and trying to change things you dont like, unhappy with the way things turned out, pointing the finger looking for someone to blame.
a washed out memory, blurry and pointless like a cold wind hitting the back of the neck, and lots of white noise. an easily forgettable past life.
