and i am ducking my head again - dodging what flies past
over and past my head; i am ducking and cowering
and maybe i flinch - my eyelashes flutter
and you might catch a glimpse of a tremor, of a shudder
teeth biting a lip, fingers sinking into flesh
and a neck with a crink; at least that’s what i think
there are stains and there are scars
and though i know they will fade
each day seems so long, each day seems so faint
is it fake, is it frozen
what has happened to time?
has someone pulled the plug and left us to shrivel up and die?
have they forgotten to wind the dial or turn on the switch
is it true that there may not be any coming back from this
glitch in space and time, the plane of existence
and the void collapsing inwards into itself
colliding with black holes
sending meteors and organs sailing past
past and over planets and heads
leaving people to duck and dodge
over and past my head; i am ducking and cowering
and maybe i flinch - my eyelashes flutter
and you might catch a glimpse of a tremor, of a shudder
teeth biting a lip, fingers sinking into flesh
and a neck with a crink; at least that’s what i think
there are stains and there are scars
and though i know they will fade
each day seems so long, each day seems so faint
is it fake, is it frozen
what has happened to time?
has someone pulled the plug and left us to shrivel up and die?
have they forgotten to wind the dial or turn on the switch
is it true that there may not be any coming back from this
glitch in space and time, the plane of existence
and the void collapsing inwards into itself
colliding with black holes
sending meteors and organs sailing past
past and over planets and heads
leaving people to duck and dodge