I arrive before I arrive
the light is still learning my shape
I step out of the silence into something softer than memory
the air bends slightly as if it remembers me
no armor on my skin only the idea of fabric
one breath two frames behind
the world adjusts its focus to catch me
I am not entering I am continuing
I am the afterlight of something becoming real
donโt hold me still I will disappear into motion
the ground is listening the cameras are breathing
I pass through recognition like water through glass
nothing breaks but everything changes
my heart is not loud it is delayed
a soft error that feels like beauty
I am not entering I am continuing
I am the afterlight of something becoming real
donโt hold me still I will disappear into motion
no ending pose only fading presence
the dress still walking after I am gone