grey grey

light
rooms
of grey grey
light
will dagger
their way into smoky
silences and hypocritical lines
from the best actors you'll
see off stage

then, you get insecurity
masked as companionship
and thievery masked as seduction

in the end you're a ghost
dressed in black and yellow.
and it's the happiest thing,
you hover motionless yet moving
silently, incredibly making the most imperceptible noise
while
your limbs glide over the washed streets
and leave no prints

then you're between 5 walls
with a repeating song,
fallow
and overgrown
undecided and
left alone
because too pertinent
too sensitive and way
way
way
way
too
delusional.