sorry everyone I gasped...

   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
having coffee in the bookshop    
when I start to choke    
and it feels like my throat's closed    
and I'm making the most awful noises    
trying to suck some air into my lungs    
but it ain't getting close    
and the times getting on    
and I'm thinking maybe I'm going to die    
with the beatles playing in the background    
and people thumping me on the back    
and everyone gathered around and    
then gradually    
the throat seems a little less taut    
and the sweat and the tension    
and the panic all slowly begin to ebb    
until finally all I've left  
is the acute awareness of    
how close is death    
and a rather tricky social    
situation...