By the fourth line, the drone stops.
The first three lines are a chant of near-silence. Read each "zzzz" as the sound of a held breath, a motor running, a radio between stations, the hum of a refrigerator at 3 a.m. Four z's, a space. Four z's, a space. Four z's, a space. Then: . zzzz zzzz zzzz word
No z's. Just the word "word" — singular, stark, dropped into the white space like a stone into a sleeping pool. If read aloud: The first three lines are a monotone hum (soft, unvoiced), each "zzzz" clipped equally. The final "word" is spoken clearly, with weight. Then silence. By the fourth line, the drone stops