I am the overworked ceiling fan,
Wishing to drop
I am a hallowed out skull in the factory of know-it-alls,
I am a deciphered code from nearly 67 years ago
I am a pale face in summer, I am of death like the barefoot dancers
I am a foe, and I am better off
I am low in a canyon
I am an unsurprised disaster, and I've already happened