Fault Line Over the Apartment

There’s a split in the moon I didn’t notice before or maybe it was always there I keep the window cracked just to hear the street even when there’s nothing happening out there I found a glass with a ring at the bottom left where you said you’d come back for it I guess I haven’t moved it since I mean, I could... I just didn’t The hallway light flickers on its own time like it’s deciding if I’m still here I stood there once counting the pulses lost track around forty or near there’s a note on the fridge with no message just your handwriting pressing through like you started to say something useful then stopped... or forgot how to one corner’s peeling off it makes a soft sound when the air kicks on Days go long then they kind of collapse like walking somewhere that won't map I keep turning the same small thoughts like they’ll open if I come at them wrong and the crack in the moon hangs low like it’s waiting for something to go I don’t think it’s supposed to do that but I haven’t looked it up There’s a shirt of yours behind the door I moved it once and then put it back it felt like changing the shape of something I wasn’t ready to look at like that I tried to sleep on the other side just to see if it felt any different but it’s still just a bed, I guess just wider... and more specific there’s dust where your phone used to sit and I wiped it once, then put it back Well, I went outside to check the sky again it’s still split the same way it was I thought maybe it would shift or close or do something... I don't know yeah, I’m not... I’m not getting into that The crack in the moon looks closer tonight or maybe the air is just clearer I stood there longer than I meant to waiting for it to... [Words, Production, and Direction by Noizgenie.] [Cover Art Direction by Noizgenie. © 2026 Noizgenie.]