i can feel the breaking
i can hear it
can you?
we used to hum
the mechanics of a machine with parts not made to work together, but determined to do so.
a low-frequency, heavy hum
but now, do you hear it?
breaking.
a million tiny bones breaking
one
by
one
crackling. crickling. snapping
i always tried so hard to hold you up.
but you,
you always tried so hard to hold me down.
and now
now is the breaking
like a small pinprick in a faded mylar balloon, struggling to keep what is left
yes
the breaking has begun