Wednesday, November 18, 2009

What is it that lets you breathe
that one breath of refreshing air?
Which builds those bridges of cold
flowing down your back
sending you
wide eyed, flushed, flailing
down city blocks and sidewalks of
a choking catharsis
your lungs filled and overflowing
with the sweetest oxygen the room could provide.
A hospitality to the senses.
for a need to breathe
these panic-stricken gasps stain skin for weeks to come,
a co-relation of blood and breath
a promise broken; later softly spoken of.
Remembered in these veins
as the day
that cool air filled this fear ravaged throat
and soothed me inside.

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