Note: This describes what it’s like when I get inflammatory lumps on my body, especially around my chest area. They pop up without warning, and subside anywhere from within a night to weeks. They sometimes hurt bad enough that I need painkillers just to breathe normally. This is also my first attempt at writing a poem again after a decade. Super rusty but warming up for some new ideas! 😉
Oxygen rushes to fill the cavities where it hurts.
Guided by instinct,
When blood demands for more
Desperation drinks it all in.
Not too deep
Not too wide
Funnelled to broken lungs through a spiky pipe.
Pumping air to swollen lumps.
Is enough for today.
Beautiful calligraphy by a friend, using one of my quotes 🙂
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