poem submitted to "Embrace the Void" poetry contest, Seth Pina, sponsor, 5/20/2026
thought loosens its grip first~ a single thread slipping from the spool of waking. then the room tilts, quietly, as if the walls have grown tired of holding shape. shadows gather in corners where I’ve hidden the parts of myself I never name. they shift, rearrange, becoming silhouettes of choices I almost made. a door shimmers into being, breathing in slow, steady waves, its frame throbbing like a heartbeat I misplaced in sleep. when I reach for it, my hand passes through as though time forgot me. the floor dissolves into a gossamer veil, a place where gravity loses its conviction. I fall inward, not down, past my unspoken fears— until the dream whispers the only truth i trust: embrace the void
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