An endless hallway neon lit
The ceiling spirals like your eyes
I’m trapped in a maze of your love
Spinning like a basketball played by kitten
I’m running out of time
Running out of time
To make you love me
Ice dripping from my nostrils
As I walk barefoot
My soles screaming your name
Each step I’m running out
Of spells to get you
Living in pretend like a
Fool but still
I’m runnin out of time
- Garser T. Dismuke
