thin white

air close
I lean
it pushes

pulse stutter

room louder

heat builds

I stay

pump
pump
pump

down
my
arm

left

sound presses

right ear
throb

floor hum
light buzz
heat tick

pulse in walls
pulse in ears

beat
  beat
    beat

too loud
too close

until

everything

narrows

to

one
line

running
through
me

thin
white
bright

snap

i split

openㅤ

ㅤ

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Other prose and poems from me.

The Noise That Forgot Silence - Ep 4

Still, Nothing

Warmth, still

What Fear Whispered Before

Another night, later.

still close enough

Between the two of us

Idle

One Step Is Enough

The Sun Said Hop

She Arrives in the Pause

Not All Love Is Meant To Be Found.

🌈 When Rainbows Speak Back

Nothing truly leaves — it just changes how it stays.

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