A truly silent moment

Normally my mind thinks like a bunch of swarming bees

The thousands of bees in their hive

All desperately trying to figure something out

All buzzing.

But not today

The bees died for a just moment

I stand with water running through my hair

Small water droplets caress my naked body

Falling in between each curve and each fold

It is an intimacy that I have not yet received from another

Not yet.

I hear the wind slowly exploring the world

Making soft white noise as it travels.

I hear the laundry machine tussling dirty clothes

Like it knows that it serves this purpose.

I hear the water.

For a moment I was outside of my head

Like I’m a bystander looking at myself

Like I’m simply an object sitting in time.

Reach my hand out and feel a drop of blood run from my nose

It travels down to my thigh while staining my skin

My body feels panic as I continue to bleed out

I miss the water.