The room hasn't changed in years Dust settled into the seams Every object holds its place Like a system locked in freeze Hands move out of habit now Nothing left to interfere Conversations lose their shape Before they even reach the air Everything turns rigid here Every motion slows in time What was living once inside Starts to slowly calcify Footsteps circle through the hall Same direction every day No resistance in the walls Nothing left that shifts the weight Something used to push the line Something used to break the frame Now the surface stays intact Even when it holds the strain Everything turns rigid here Every motion slows in time What was living once inside Starts to slowly calcify No fracture in the shell No signal left to send Everything turns rigid here Every motion slows in time What was living once inside Starts to slowly calcify And nothing moves again