Omer 28 - Vibrato
malchut of netzach


In tracheal collapse, the preview of the life beyond
tugs at the peripheries of the fear
and counterbalancing calm.
But it’s not yet time.
In larynxial failure, the past and its failed futures
suffocates in its pressured proximity.
But it’s as time goes.
Still, I breathe
— tired, uncertain, rattling.
Still, I speak
— brittle, thin, rasping.
So hold me close,
as collagen and cartilage break down,
as soundwave and heartbeat
skip and fail;
hold me close
as it all falls down.
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Omer 27 — bones and all < previous || next > Omer 29 — the mountains are green again
the start: Omer 1 — Pomegranate
About the Creator
Chaia Levi
like if Nabokov had a brain injury
artist, writer, photographer. focus on horror and nature. all original content, all made myself — no AI.
bluesky, tiktok, tumblr: @chaialevi




Comments (2)
Felt every word. Such strong emotion, with beautiful pain. Love it.
Sad and touching beautifully expressed I hope your next year is gonna be much better lots of Love to You 🌞🌝💥🌸