The air is too close
Thick
Wet
Pressing against my teeth
I jump

Once

Twice

Again

Harder

Harder

My knees crack
My spine bites itself
The world doesn’t move
Mud on my skin
Mud in my skin
Pulling me down
Pulling me in
Shadows lean forward
Like they know
Like they’ve been waiting
My breath isn't breath anymore
It's claws
Fists
Fire in a glass jar
And I’m breaking inside it
I jump

Again

Again

Again

One more jump
One more chance
The air thickens
My chest is glass due to shatter
And it hits me

I am not moving
I have never moved
I will never move