Deep Breath In, Deeper Breath Out
Deep breath in,
Deeper breath out.
There are no crowds.
There is nobody.
Crowds are unavoidable:
The ebb and flow of busybodies
Moves with and against you
Like a cluster of active cells.
Deep breath in
Deeper breath out.
Picking skin, exposing pink flesh beneath,
Shakes that won't subside.
Desolate high streets that,
Once upon a time, flourished
With people as their bright green leaves,
Now fall barren and edging death.
Deep breath in,
Deeper breath out.
It's freer now. It's quieter now.
The shakes subside.
Watching dragon's breath billow out
In the middle of an empty car park,
Muttering and humming to oneself
Without fear of being noticed.
Deep breath in,
Deeper breath out.
It's unusual; we all do unusual things
When we feel free.
The nighttime that once seemed frightening
Is now an inviting presence
That envelopes your insecurities
And shadows them from the world.
Deep breath in,
Deeper breath our.
There are no crowds.
There is nobody.
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