Rise or fall
I’m the ghost in your image
Or nothing at all

Carving flowers in the condensation
Throwing out a line when the outcomes predetermined

Shadows casting life in the dead of night

Come down to me
Don’t want to take the chance on gravity
I’m terrified of endless heights
Come down to me
Don’t want to trade my life for clarity
I’m terrified of endless heights

Killing hours lost within translation
Finding peace in time for what lies behind the curtain