stream [hear in(to) my mind]
heat from the muggy summer day has
slowly f a d e d
the blessed chill of night creeps in through the screens
that keep the outside world from me
me?
i sit on this old leather couch
it’s seen better days.
so have i.
the sigh that resonates in my chest
rising, falling
if it were that sighs were vessels
carrying, holding our emotions
bourne out into the world on that small puff of air
and
if it were that air were an elixir
one such that when we brought life-giving air into our lungs
we could bring in happiness by that same route
but no, the fluke of life
does not allow for such pleasantries.
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