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Suffocate
The room starts out empty
The air crisp and so clean
We breath in so deeply
But slowly, ever so slowly
The smoke starts floating in
Through the window, under the door
We barely notice as we breath
Faint gray and smelling of nothing
Over and over we breath deeply
Ever so barely we notice the lack of oxygen
The oxygen that isn't filling our lungs
And suddenly the room is filled with smoke
And we can't breath and we fade away
The air crisp and so clean
We breath in so deeply
But slowly, ever so slowly
The smoke starts floating in
Through the window, under the door
We barely notice as we breath
Faint gray and smelling of nothing
Over and over we breath deeply
Ever so barely we notice the lack of oxygen
The oxygen that isn't filling our lungs
And suddenly the room is filled with smoke
And we can't breath and we fade away
Published 17th Jul 2020
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Anonymous
- Edited 9th Apr 2022 5:45am
17th Jul 2020 9:04am
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17th Jul 2020 8:55pm
18th Jul 2020 1:29am
Seems like a fire, a nightmare, a metaphor or deeper significance perhaps, but it has a rather suspenseful flow.
I would be thrilled if you would send an audio reading of this to the site's podcast, The Poetcast Project. I think people would benefit from hearing this and the feature may draw interest to your writing on site. If you would be interested, please send an mp3 or mp4, including your screen name and the poem's title, to:
undergroundoutloud@outlook.com
Member participation is the life's blood of the podcast, so I hope you will consider it.
In kindness,
Daniel
I would be thrilled if you would send an audio reading of this to the site's podcast, The Poetcast Project. I think people would benefit from hearing this and the feature may draw interest to your writing on site. If you would be interested, please send an mp3 or mp4, including your screen name and the poem's title, to:
undergroundoutloud@outlook.com
Member participation is the life's blood of the podcast, so I hope you will consider it.
In kindness,
Daniel
18th Jul 2020 4:13pm
23rd Jul 2020 7:35pm
You did an excellent job at explaining how slowly one can begin to suffocate.
Great spill.
Great spill.
Anonymous
- Edited 19th Sep 2020 4:45pm
2nd Sep 2020 6:06pm
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