in the basement

Imaginary friend 

Ruby Red

Dancing in ambient 

Rainbow gel lights 

Rotating around 

Concrete walls

Concrete ground 

We don’t make a sound 

Blanketed floor 

Layers of comfort

We practice cartwheels

In the darkness

Planted firmly 

Topsy-turvy 

Turning and turning and turning 

Dizziness occupying my mind 

Darkness veils the bitter

Quiet sounds of 

The old record player

007 soundtrack slowed 

Diamonds are Forever 

I stay in the moment

Bare feet on the floor 

I could stay like this forever

Safe in the place 

Where I can’t make out shapes

And the rest of the world 

Fades away 

Escaped the confines of

Night and day 

A dingy oasis 

A sacred place