Words

"here we are"
she thought sitting in a room covered with fabric. the window only open a crack. the music only just humming through the walls. burnt out cigarettes and half empty syringes of caffeine and year old newspapers.
that was the down spiral.
this was the way up.
hands shaking and tapping. tap tapping at letters. writing invisible notes on invisible sheets of paper. teeth shine. mouths move. eyes blink and not blink. opened bottles and golden hearts. crawling out the window and down the rusted ladder he said.
"there you are"