they took me into a musty room,
barely enough light shown through the windows,
but there was enough for me to see,
the dust and breaths people had left behind.
i took my seat on and leather armchair,
i ran along its arms and felt the divots,
and felt the pieces missing,
and some were still attached by a string,
so i promptly put them back in place,
only for them to fall once more.