Destination: Unknown

The colourful shapes are in sepia

And the wet floor is thirsty

The crowd is lonely

And so am I

The sun illuminates the darkness

And I feel the warm heat

Cooling

Refreshingly boiling

The doors open

And the doors close

Nothing leaves

Nothing enters

Always the same

Stop

Time stands still

And I must weave

Through the people

Faster

So the hourglass won't

Break

The emergency exit

And fly out

Into the nothingness