Generic Poem Title
Breathe in.
Out.
A chore for yourself.
Lungs fill slow,
Too slow.
You're impatient.
Don't exhale.
Hold it in.
Let the breathe become
part of you.
The only clean part of
you.
Hold it in until
hazy.
Dry lungs,
don't fall down.
Let go now...
Breathe out.
In.
Copyright © Tricia Campese | Year Posted 2017
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