Defying gravity, refuting evidence of impending fall.

Recognise this road well travelled .

Repetition - He cuts the silver cord, my spirit hurling into vacant existence.

I will not struggle will endure the coils of futility.

We need not linger, the last act unspectacular –no famous last words, no warning.

Just the last frames of our colloid reality revealing the unimportance of my feelings.

- FIN