the phone’s half-dampened ringing
formed in rare vibration
moves in pressure
bounces like a toddler
to high empty ceilings
around cold corners
penetrates the covers
but not this blackness
of close fibres around
edged with the coursing red of deep arteries
it is no longer possible
to breathe in this tepid space
the physics of choking
force up with the air bubbles
break the surface
at the mid-Atlantic ridge
that frantic ringing
in frayed sound waves
clutches at a thread
in the lungs of bare velvet


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