[Free-verse; no rhyme; phrases meant to breathe in space—each line can be sung, spoken, or whispered with long reverb tails.] [verse 1] air hums before name light folds without edge i haven’t learned up or down only the shiver of maybe [verse 2] a pulse under moss finds my ribs i echo back by accident not yet a body just listening skin [bridge] a sound tries itself on me to see if it fits i widen, i become yes [outro] silence moves through my spine the law inhales and i begin [whisper] "i begin without needing to know"
