Coherence Bleed

[build up] Flashing shrine lanterns, Cherry-pink and ultraviolet, Crane game gods above, Stuffed toys stitched with silent hope, None of them blink back at her. (...he said i was brave... just for staying alive... so i stayed alive... and no one clapped...) [drop – tanka] Plastic straw bouquet, Cracked vase on her shrine of likes, Lipstick wilted dry, No more angles left to post, No more edits left to lie. (...do you want to see me... cry in 4k... or should i... just buffer... forever...) [tape hiss – haiku] Voice note on repeat, "I'm okay" in falling pitch. Battery at one. [build up – tanka] She replays old streams, Watches herself laugh on loop. That girl isn't her. That girl smiled when told to smile. That girl blinked in perfect time. (...why do i miss her... even though she... never lived... outside the pixels...) [loss of signal – tanka] Unsent message draft: “Do you still remember me?” She deletes the line. Rewrites: “Please just say my name.” Deletes. Forgets what it was. (...i knew words once... soft ones... like comfort... or maybe mom... can’t remember now...) [drop – tanka] Used to mean something. Used to be someone online. Now she’s just static. Capsule toy soul, still unopened. Even grief won’t subscribe now. (...i’m not even real grief... i’m the ad under the grief... skip in 5 seconds...) [bridge – haiku] Peach skin gone to rot, Dreams melt in their wrappers now. “Offline” lights her face. [outro – tanka] She bows to no crowd, Tears tap the tatami floor. Curtains closed at noon. Only sound, her candy breath. Only god, a phone on mute. (...just let me go... as quietly... as i came... pink... and cracked... and sweet...)