at a new low and oh how strange gravity works when the ground´s pulled from beneath your feet you´re headed for the bottom, unfortunately, unfortunately - so on and so forth, it´s written a thousand times, so please spare me your sympathy, laughter rings loud smearing the air, and i´m weighing wasted time in empty hands, shuffling my feet out the door, carrying what bits are left of me in my graying hair, their eyes stare right through me, i´m getting smaller everyday, smaller and smaller everyday, “just leave there standing my shoes (…), the left one upright, the right one on its side, there like that frozen in time, empty forever”, how would i have known i was so close to being nothing at all.