Maybe this is the last one

Collapsed, inflamed,
Choked, drowned

So many times my
Vents have been
Mixed with malady

Courted by infection

Keep breathing, I’m told
Deep breaths, they say
In… and out through the nose

Not as easy when you’re
Not getting enough air

When they’re sunk
Or punctured

How many times have
My lungs been injured?

Maybe this time will
Be the
Last one…

Published by Jake Thomas Shaw

Concerned with memory, currency, and destiny, I strive to capture each one as they happen. Join me and consume reality! Radio Reality. City!

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