…don’t move it’s still here --- I thought it left when the room went quiet but it just learned how to breathe softer --- there’s a weight in the way the air bends like something watching but not asking --- I don’t chase it I just… notice --- it’s still there in the space between what I say and what I don’t it’s still there in the sound of a name I don’t say anymore --- that sax don’t cry it remembers every note feels like it’s been here before --- don’t let it in don’t let it— --- …stay --- …too long --- I don’t fight it now I just let it pass through like something that knows me better than I do --- …yeah it never left
