Reexamining the Correct Path Forward
I exhale
before each inhale.
I unfurl the umbrella
before I jump.
Exhale.
Rarefied air
slows the descent,
spelunking, searching
for the key
that unlocks
the safe where
I placed your heart.
Inhale.
Jet streams
lift me up
over the cresting
clouds. Exhale.
Sunset. Inhale,
the sun rises,
streaming through
the keyhole. Exhale,
the first tumbler falls.
Copyright © Corey Bryan | Year Posted 2023
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