One Short Breath

 

Fresh long breath

Through a clear

Head back to brain

Down, round the

Soul and down

To feet and toe

Bones lain on the

Cool Floor,

Feeling the cold

Hum of the house

On the street

Buzzing with cars

And shaking with

Trees in the wind.

 

Out it flows

Lungs compress,

Cupped above the

Stomach,

Up it gusts through

Teeth to air

Outside, inside the

Room and part

Of the world, warmed

Up by flesh.

 

[20th September]

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