my breath vibrates like ignored txts, again and... again but too arhythmic || to be a soon missed call.
kind of like how I'd force myself to try waiting for odd intervals of painful minutes between frantic phone calls masking panic attacks.
this from before I had the words with which to name it
(I was told endless terrified tears were simply overtired dramatics. I could not then have known, have known)
so so so I suffered
quiet but thrummed through with tension.
only able to speak in explosions or or st-stammering whisper
but tonight my breath only aspen quakes