Instructions for Dissolution (In D Major)
A Guide for Vanishing, for the Man She Wasn't
I. Begin With Resonance
Stand in the room where you first learned
To keep your softness tightly turned.
Clap once. Listen for the lie.
If the echo doesn’t cry,
Let the note decay.
II. Choose Your Instrument
Take the voice they trained in you,
That brass-barreled, breaking-through.
Wear it one last time with grace,
Like a suit that’s not your place.
Fold your name into the case.
Close it.
Let it leave no trace.
Let the note decay.
III. Dampen Your Frequencies
Unpack the weight behind your chest.
Breathe into what never fit best.
Lift your vowels. Let them glide.
Speak as though you never lied.
If someone calls the name he bore,
Don’t look back. Not anymore.
Let the note decay.
IV. Practice the Fugue
Repeat his laugh. Then let it crack
Repeat again - this time, hold back.
You are not him, not his refrain.
You are the silence he couldn’t name.
Wear lipstick. Flinch. Wear it again.
Let mascara teach you when.
Let the note decay.
V. Modulate
Change your name in secret first.
Let it bloom inside your purse.
Change your shirt. Then change your stance.
Let your hips learn how to dance.
If they watch, do not explain.
They don’t know what it means to contain.
Speak in chords that stretch the rules.
Relearn your body. Reclaim the tools.
Let the note decay.
VI. Interlude
Feel the ache behind your ribs.
Count the pills. Unfold the fibs.
Trace the scar the razor left
When you learned what ‘girl’ meant in your breath.
You were never just disguise
You were the truth behind his eyes.
Let the note decay.
VII. Coda
Let them say you disappeared.
Let them say it:
“She was never here.”
Let them mourn the man you killed.
Let them marvel at your will.
But you –
You will hum, and not explain.
You will dance inside your name.
A new key, a softer sway.
Not erased,
Just rearranged.
Let the note decay.
Let her stay.
About the Creator
Aspen Noble
I draw inspiration from folklore, history, and the poetry of survival. My stories explore the boundaries between mercy and control, faith and freedom, and the cost of reclaiming one’s own magic.
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Excellent storytelling
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Comments (7)
May I just....sigh
Absolutely heartbreakingly beautiful
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Thank you for sharing.
So good
Hauntingly beautiful.
Oooo, this felt like a mantra, mainly because of that repeating line. Loved your poem!