Staring at miniature piles
crumbs, dirt
in corners of the kitchen
Looking around, the world moved in frames
I stood trying to shake free for hours
then I surrendered

I felt the song
the high-pitched squeal
of the world going silent

I could feel every sensation
ever scar
ever action
like an anthem
playing in my mind

I sank to the floor
Sat Up Tall
tried to breathe
capture my own fall