Vertigo

The walls are closing in.

The curtains drop,

I've locked the door.

I'm standing with my back against the wall.

These walls have eyes.

I must not..fall!

In vertigo I stumble,

in confusion i tremble.

I must not fall!

These walls have eyes,

& you are breathing into my ears.

I am swathed in your stale scent.

These walls have eyes,

& they are breathing into my ears.

I am swathed, I must not fall!

The lightbulb is glaring at me

with a peircing glow.

I can't escape it's cone.

In the mirror's sight, glass-eyed!

Still, I can feel your eyes,

peircing into the back of my pencil neck.

Are you even there?