Wednesday, May 29, 2019

Lungs

I gasp
My mouth reaching air
For a moment
Only a moment
Before water rushes in
Filling my cheeks
Gushing down my throat
Bubbling through my lips
Like blood
Like blood
Like blood
Only less...gelatinous
Less taste
More salt
More burn as it infiltrates
And pours into my lungs
Replacing oxygen
With salt

Grief resides
In the lungs

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