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Transmission
I took the first breath
feeling around the edges
with delicacy
Slowly, painfully
the corners carved their path
blood spots, like cows hide
Receding back into the shoreline
tentively I tried again
with each step, to taste the air
Disdainfully inflating my lungs
I wished not to breathe again
but instead live on some higher plain
Trepidation on a velvet strand
holding it in and counting the hours
time begins to sway
Transgressing into the pendulum
become the point that does not rotate
now again taste the air
Retching at the stale-mate
dive back into the ellipsis
a vision comes from the first time
Now clarity suspended
I'll breathe through my pores
reptilian skin my shroud
Bleeding from another orphus
collapse my lungs
and drift back down.
3:34 PM - 9/12/2008 -
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