the slim tall figure 

slipped in through 

a hidden backdoor. 

I didn’t have 

THE STRENGTH

to stop her. 

here we were 

AGAIN. 

the cigarette 

she smoked smelled 

STALE + COLD. 

.

+ the music,

YOU KNOW, 

THE MUSIC, 

it has this 

carrying effect at times, 

when nothing else 

is there to carry me 

THROUGH A STAGE.

.

music: Lost

by Ash

.