Jul 9
Melting Baselines 🥵🌌
Stepping out today was an absolute error in judgment. Blood boiling, skin gleaming, and a heart rate that won't behave. Roxie is physically slamming against my chest today, completely unimpressed by the room temperature.
I wanted to frame this breathless rhythm a bit differently today, so here is a quick stanza on the current state of affairs:
The thermometer rises and the baseline destabilizes.
Flesh registers the pressure of a city on fire.
I watch the shadows contour against the frantic thudding—
an unwritten chart of adrenaline and atmospheric weight.
This is the heart bared to the room,
raced by nothing but the air itself.
Stay cool, peeps! 🧊🩵🫶🏼
