In a room rotten with dust
The invisible girl makes an appearance
A single bar of sunlight catches rust,
Broken furniture, portraits of sons
Generations lost to histories, wars, other things
She looks round, sees it all, wonders what it brings

She is lost to the sounds
Not that far distant are people
If she was listening she’d hear, instead her fist pounds
Out a beat, that grows weak, feeble
She rubs out her tears, tracks to the left
Turns to her side, sees nothing, feels everything, is bereft

She is both alone and in a crowded place
Claustrophobic, isolated, caught somewhere, in some city
She lifts up her eyes, turns away, covers her face
She feels such a fear, she can not scream, intensity
Banality, evil, all of the toxic things gather
She turns, one purpose, disappearance, nothing else matters