DISSOLVE/SIGNAL

something tuned just past you

the room remembers

press play on nothing

fff—

wet glass on dry skin

you were a frequency

I almost caught

hold—

the body knows before the mind admits

click. hiss. click.

somewhere a door

closes in another language

not lost

just — receiving

shhhh—

four seconds of dial tone

then something warmer

the signal bends

you bend with it

—fffff

floor under bare feet

ceiling doing nothing

the space between off and on

skin as antenna

a room that hums

when no one's in it

not silence

the other thing

the ache has a pitch

rewind to where it was warm

transmission from a body

that forgot it was sending

caught between stations

both of them you

the bass remembers

what the brain erased

almost a word

almost