Si(gh)nus

This high pitched buzz
and distorted harmonies
are like a soundtrack
subconsciously preparing me
for your arrival. You,
so quiet, seemingly harmless
yet you, so lethal.
Visions, fiddled with
while sights fail to focus
as the internal thud
thud thudding…
a build-up of pressure
like a cooker, but
where…
is the lever.
Release this compression
or…
wha?
Thoughts fail.
Let’s see, release
this compression?
What is that sound?
If stars could sing
under water, it would,
yes it would sound, like
this high pitched buzz.

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