“Breathless” by Rachel Nelson
dead lungs
black bladders
hang stiffly
from sins in a
crumbling cage
every breath
drawn at rest
nonetheless
a pained labor
for tissues
time turned
into lifeless
sere parchment
the least-made
exertions
trip desperate
cascades of
deep gasping
a breathlessness
drowning in
indifferent air
inescapable
penance for
nonchalant folly
offending the
most precious
gift of a life
penance now
come to due
during this
the last phase
of my moon
Writer Lynne Sargent
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