she's invisible now

takes a step back, from the vacant chair, looking in the mirror, while she's combing her hair, wipes the dust from a cup, while she's cleaning up, wonders very slightly, what she's doing there, a simple reflection, can be too revealing, years are for counting, years are for stealing, she's a mathematician, calculator, counting daily, counting forever. cold clean glass and a razor blade, fly on the table and a passing car, closes the curtain to keep in the shade, closes her head and now she's counting down, dust is collecting, but she doesn't notice, counting for ever, she's a calculator, no-one can see her, she's invisible now, no-one can see her, and the dust is collecting