Skyquake Drop

I count my steps in broken steel

Hands up, let the room decide

Cut the light, then make it real

In and out, I ride the line

Hold it—

Let it go—

Bring it back, bring

it back Up— Wait— Hold— Again In and out,

I break the lock In and out,

I make it knock Say my name,

then cut the sound In and out,

I shake the ground I like the gaps

more than the noise Let it snap,

then let it breathe Every cut is a choice Every hit is

a teeth

Too close

Too loud

Now gone

Come back

Breathe in—

Breathe out—

Don't blink—

Right now In and out,

don't blink

In and out, don't think

Floor heat, cold grin

In and out, let me in

In and out In and out

Cut— return In and out