Strangulation felt like a kiss
When I had not yet learned to breathe
Tiny pulse spikes with each threaded finger applying pressure
Lightheaded excitement dulling my sense of self
Until I stumbled into your box, small enough to fit
You closed the lid, left no holes for air
You turned the key that hangs on your chest
Taking all your time counting down my breaths
Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 11:20 AM UTC
Strangulation felt like a kiss
When I had not yet learned to breathe
Tiny pulse spikes with each threaded finger applying pressure
Lightheaded excitement dulling my sense of self
Until I stumbled into your box, small enough to fit
You closed the lid, left no holes for air
You turned the key that hangs on your chest
Taking all your time counting down my breaths
