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Distractions
Sometimes on the long flight of stairs
she forgets to breathe,
her heart beats, rapid fire
lungs burn
dots dance before
her eyes
her door, closed, locked
awaits, for her to exhale
life back into
the emptiness
that is her home
she forgets to breathe,
her heart beats, rapid fire
lungs burn
dots dance before
her eyes
her door, closed, locked
awaits, for her to exhale
life back into
the emptiness
that is her home
Published 25th Mar 2017
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Jemac, intensely visceral piece. I can feel the sensations because I have experienced them real-time. Brava!
26th Mar 2017 00:14am
Thank you Gahddess for the read and such thoughtful comments .. greatly appreciated
25th Mar 2017 5:02am
26th Mar 2017 00:15am
Thank You Tim for the read and thoughtful comments ... greatly appreciated ... trapped... yes, there is always that
25th Mar 2017 8:26am
26th Mar 2017 00:17am
Thank you JohnFeddeler for the read and thoughtful comments .. so true ... all of it ... Much appreciated
26th Mar 2017 5:13pm
A powerful poem, compact, to the point - the experience of life feeling as suffocating you. Spot on. Thank you.
26th Mar 2017 11:01pm
that dazed immobility where the abstractions reveal themselves..more than a trapping, its a way around of a lighted lightness ..i feel. short & sharp, your words jeje
