not silence nor words

tightness in the chest

stating it, it fades away

washing over my head

there are waves

and a metallic pang, a throb

in the nerve of my upper jaw

moving towards my nose

belly now

a rumble

shoulders drop

right arm, elbow to hand

to left hand to elbow

the well is deep

void of words

only motion

an inner sweeping

a stirring

a funneling

down.