The thought struck her late at night
Shook her out of bed
With its force
And she tripped
(But righted herself)
And flew down the stairs.

There was a feeling
(In the air)
That soothed her
But at the same time
There was a hint of unease
That tingled
Permeated the air
Sunk into the pores of her skin
And she kept herself
To herself
And went on.

Once she was past the stairs
She was in the kitchen
And she noticed
With a feeling
That it had changed in her absence
She sat at the table
And looked around.

The chairs went down through the floor
She heard the legs
Tapping
A quiet melody to the earth.

The fridge
Had a gaping maw
(It frightened her)
But the machine didn’t look up at her
(Just continued its dispassionate humming)
And so she went on.

Everything was music,
(She noticed)
And she was frustrated
That she couldn’t touch it
And every color
(Even the dark)
Was magnified tenfold
So she put her hand to the tile
And her face to the floor.

She sat at the table
Waiting
Because she was afraid that her
Movements
Would trigger something
(Something big)
Something in the air
Something that she would not be able to explain
And she found that she could feel every point
(Where the air touched her skin)
It was warm
(Like herself)
And she knew.

She breathed,
And each part of her breath went out
And escaped
And she blinked
And realized
That everything was connected
And every time she opened her eyes
She was connecting with every breath she had ever taken
(Ever)
And every blink she had ever blinked
And every word
She had ever said.

They were all still out there,
Somewhere,
The molecules churning and writhing and
Waiting
For her to add something more.

She wasn’t ready,
(Not yet)
And so she whispered apologies
(That got sucked up into the air)
And retreated.

The thoughts stuck in her brain
Like peanut butter
(To the roof of her mouth)
Sticky and savory
So she tethered the words to her ear
And let them drift
Softly
Just outside her mind.

She slept evenly
(That night)
In twos and fours and blues
With the thoughts resting against her
(Comfortably)
And didn’t wake
To knock
(On the front door)
So that the sun could rise.