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| View from my window, 28Jan2018 |
Unconsciously holding my breath
until I can't breath
My respiratory rate rises faster, shallow,
in clavicular waves of inadequacy
Heart racing in an unsustainable pounding rhythm,
bellowing between my ears
Temple under pressure
Run to breathe
Out my window,
the lightness of being a bird
Lives less sentient
Oh to be.
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