11.06.2024

Keeping an even breath was an uninvited and tedious chore.

Not even even, just consistent. Consistent

The heavy third dimensional ask /

This task

I’m resisting

So I steady control

Uninspired. To the point

That I don’t even care

To fight against

Or for

Or with it

So the reminder gets through

Undisguised

Consistency —

in taking breaths and not instead holding them.

As if this is the only evidence of life

And I am

I don’t k ow

Either trying to hold on longer

Or trying to let go.

Consideration employed by

Consistency

Reminds

Me how breathing goes

And it’s easy it just flows-

And it’s not

It’s not

It’s

Not swallowing and then choking on them.

It’s Not hyper ventilating where my pupils began to see spots.

And It’s not refusing to breathe either, holding my nose in my windpipe, Holding the wind in my throat as my teeth scrape…