Ceiling Chirp
by tenseinward
· 31/01/2026
Published 31/01/2026 17:57
Beep.
A tiny rupture in the dark.
Beep.
Not quite an alarm, more a remark.
Three AM. The digital glow
of the clock, a green, low
hum.
Beep.
From the hall, a ceiling scar
with a red flash, a fading star
of purpose. Battery low.
My brain, slow,
unclenches.
Beep.
My feet hit the cold floor.
A shiver climbs, demanding more
than sleep. I blink.
Beep.
It makes me think
of nothing,
just the sound.
Just the sound.