The air outside is a little warmer, you can feel the chill from inside still

slippering from under the door and flowing through your feet as you close it.

The calming music fades deep into the background, back inside the room.

The stairs gray, with no need to empose emotion to anyone

they let your mind paint them with your own

on top of the lights that are already present.


"I'll go get the car and get you at the exit"


Steps echoes like loud slaps as you make your way

down down down, stopping your descend for a moment when you reach a lower floor

and then back to down down down again