I Was Here, I Think

Dust in the air

My breath

Then nothing

Lamp on

But it’s barely there

Hand moves

Like it’s in the wrong frame

Face in the glass

Doesn’t quite fit

Name on my tongue

I forget it

I’m losing my outline

Soft at the edges

Slip through my fingers

When I try to hold on

I’m here and I’m not here

Half in the doorway

Body like roomtone

Fading when the track runs on

Teacup ring

On the same old table

I watch my wrist

Like it belongs to someone else

Laugh in this room

Comes back unfamiliar

Every little echo

Spells “who are you now”

I’m losing my outline

Soft at the edges

Slip through my fingers

When I try to hold on

I’m here and I’m not here

Half in the doorway

Body like roomtone

Fading when the track runs on

If I close my eyes

Do I get any smaller

If I say my name

Does it sound like a lie

If I touch my face

Will it ripple and shudder

Like light through water

Like light through water

I’m losing my outline

Soft at the edges

Slip through my fingers

When I try to hold on

I’m here and I’m not here

Half in the doorway

Body like roomtone

Fading when the track runs on

Just breath

Just hiss

Then nothing