I. can't. breathe.a.l...What. is..THIS!?! Expression breathes, push the page up off my face, and it's a sheet, as white as forever. Stark, in it's contrast to the brown that's all around me. Like a well dressed gentleman's basement, but going on forever till I'm trapped.The lighting seems like here is from another place. I can see a nameless man without a face. He's trapped me here, and she's here too. My lucky love, of all the fabulous and well to do. Spiderwebs of action are strapped across my face, but they've taken their residence from a completely different place. I can't move.I stand up. at first I Lunge! Like a rogue Frankenstein's monster. I pick apart one muscle from the next. And then it happens. They all advance at once. I've found my home. My body. I'm MINE.I look beside me, and I see her. My love. I see her. My love. ...I weep. She cannot .for she cannot move. her .head.she is inert. I wake UP!
As I do, I pray to the distant dangling god that she would be protected, directed. Strong enough to move. To LEAVE! A GHOST!I am  only a ghost in the distant strands of time, not strong enough to unbind.Not strong enough to rewind. She must ask it.I know she Cannot. She will Not.
There I am.
A white T-shirt.
Black shorts
And a song.
Strong.
But she is not.
Later on I wait for her
But she is Not There
I wake up.