"I'm weather-beaten in a losing battle punctured by nature, becoming organic.
The air in here ages me, ungracefully.
But if you take care of me, I will take care of you. . . A has-been, a once was, the leftovers, an eyesore, bleeding, oxidising,
A few remaining, unloved, emotionally damaged, a waste of space,
A nuisance, I haven't had time to become, unwanted. What's gone? I'm losing it,
This is not what I stand for. . . It was a perfectly good grand piano. . . Entropy increasing, how long before I'm dust?" -Imogen Heap #ImogenHeap #NeglectedSpace #Sparks #Music #Piano #Age #Thought #Life