The room hasn't changed in years
Dust settled into the seams
Every object holds its place
Like a system locked in freeze
Hands move out of habit now
Nothing left to interfere
Conversations lose their shape
Before they even reach the air
Everything turns rigid here
Every motion slows in time
What was living once inside
Starts to slowly calcify
Footsteps circle through the hall
Same direction every day
No resistance in the walls
Nothing left that shifts the weight
Something used to push the line
Something used to break the frame
Now the surface stays intact
Even when it holds the strain
Everything turns rigid here
Every motion slows in time
What was living once inside
Starts to slowly calcify
No fracture in the shell
No signal left to send
Everything turns rigid here
Every motion slows in time
What was living once inside
Starts to slowly calcify
And nothing moves again