A promised meeting in no man's land. No man here to hold my hand.

Hands were cold. Heart was frosted over.

Teeth were white, dripping poison imperceptible.

Boots are caked with tar or blood?

Empty words, soft, stinging.

I apologize for your being missing.

Camera flashes, shutter goes off. Click. Fsshh.

Comes to life. Whirrs to death.

Photographic evidence.

A longer ride there hasn't been.

Sixth floor, tower top,

Higher you are the closer to God,

But prayers are dripping, black oil, secret sin.

Wicked number, number six.

Pull up a chair, watch me fall over,

No seat to take. You did not bother.

Coming in, one by one,

Mistaken me for someone

else.

Hardly seem relieved that it's me.

Elevator suffocates.

None of these others know my face.

lt is unseen.

Nothing evil ever happened here.

No scars to prove, no stains, no tears

Nails lacquered, tap the desk.

At least you noticed this.

White words written on the wall:

l've been here too long

Or perhaps not at all.