And look: she hears voices
they whisper in the dark and fall upon keen ears that hear too much when not enough has been said
And look: she walks
alone in the rain beneath the clouds but none can spare so much as an umbrella and there is no open door for her no shelter from the storm
And look: she sings
songs that mean nothing unless you want them to mean something unless you think they ought to mean nothing because that's all they mean in the end
And look: she's gone
you looked away and a moment later with the voices and the rain and the singing she left because she can only exist when all eyes are on her even yours
Now close your eyes: she never left at all
i'll be here in darkness and in silence and in rain until you can look at me no longer

*blinkblink* must...go...to...slee-*snore*