Sneezy wheezy

As my nose twitched, before the coming sneeze, time froze, anticipation heightened, awaiting its inevitable release. I surfed the bardo, my thoughtless attention animated, wherein fulcrum of tremors, could not be located. The tumbler did fall, when I least expected; I covered my face, that others be protected. As for the act, expelling saliva and air, it’s a learnt art, I perform with flair.