Cinema

The leaves have fallen
My body broken
No money to pay
No will to claim

Choices are confused
Blurred between rusty walls
Words scrawled on my celing
In permanent marker

Your skirt is over your head
Why is this?
Your spine is buckled
Why is this?

My dreams are draped over your shoulder
A barren sense of light
Diminish my returns
Damage my plight

Sat alone in the cinema
You sit and stare
Seeing yourself on the screen
Seeing me too

Don’t retract now
Only protract
The time you have left is precious
And so am I