the static that vibrates


a part that i’m not familiar with is forcing its way through the surface.

what a strange place to find myself. what a peculiar way to leave me feeling.

and what for?

what do you want with me here in this new fold?

what am i to do with you?

it’s not fair, you see, to move me through my days

feeling helpless.  feeling scared.


increasingly hesitant. and quiet.

all these moments leave me achy.

give me the moments to fight through this filter.

i have little left to hide in this weakened  state of mind.

and as i tear through the static that vibrates just beneath the surface

i wonder.

will it come again?

what is all this for?

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