She reads the text for the 10th time:
"Room 18...
Buried here within my chest where the
Lights are all caving in from the inside out...
Falling through the sky
Broken and Battered...
The poem I have written
is in poetic verse...
Hey there Mr Monkey where've you been
Been out amongst the stars too long...
Mummies
Man-made anticlimax...
Beyond the pale smile
of flowery nicety...
The dreams
Make them flee...
One in the same you stand together
hearts as cold as leather...
Weaving my way through littered alleyways
which separated the past and the future...
"All that we are is the result of what we...
-Buddha...
Invalid statements spew
from thorny lips...