Sunlight shines
On the clothes that lay on a chair
A desk covered in clutter
The floor covered in hair
It shines
on a figure, so thin and frail
It shines on his skin, so sick and pale
It shines on the wall, where for so long
I have
stared
Breaking the spell of authentic despair
As my eyes come into focus
I turn to face to face the room
The movement
from the sheets creates a breeze
Sweeps the dust from its place
It so quietly swarms
And hangs in the air
It shines in the
light
And makes me aware
Death is looming in here
And it's getting to you
Under dust, over time
It has been burying
you
It now stirs up the room
As it enters my sight
Rising up from the dark
From the surface it lies
As if hinting
to me
To choose day over night
To leave all of this dark
And seek the warmth of the light
Outside this room where my life
wastes away
Her priorities lie
In collecting corks from bottles she plans to make into things