two long exhales

or, the body is a finite mode

Abstract

Inhale, exhale. Eyes closed. The ringing in your ears, eminent being. Blurring boundaries between yourself and the world; slipping consciousness, struggling to pull itself up. Seeing yourself through the eyes of the world: not a being, an extension of being. You move through her, and he moves through you. We shiver, spinal echoes a message from below. Eyes closed. Inhale, exhale.