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jw Jul 2020
1,2
3,4
count breath
maybe 1,2,3,
4,
5,
breaths
if i feel like my lungs are in need of special attention.
i am alive
and my body will allow itself
to breathe
whenever it needs to.
listen to it.
feel the rise and fall
of your body.
be alert to take it all in.
stand in the rain
let it soak that t-shirt you care about so much
and keep your eyes
open
so you can see how lovely he looks
when the sun returns.
you are
alive.
you are alive and your heart is beating and when he kisses you, all of the electric charge revives itself and blood flows through once empty veins, eager to serve a purpose once more.
you are alive and cognizant of it every
moment
you are awake,
for you recognize the pain of feeling dead in a living body.
you are alive
and
you are with him
and there are no graveyards in sight.

— The End —