it’s like you’re underwater
and you can’t breathe
you’re holding your
breath
wait a moment
wait another
the calmness is all over
the lucidity is ethereal
there’s nothing around
you don’t want to
leave
ever
but then you try to fill your lungs
you can’t
you can’t find the air
there is no air
where is the air?
WHERE IS THE AIR?
I need to breathe
I’m tired
I want to give in
I want to sink to the bottom
I try to let the water fill my lungs
I can’t
I paint
in the sand
I find sand
it’s soft
I use the twig
it’s a tiny twig
a tiny silver twig
the twig paints red
what’s this?
air?
I can breathe!
paint more!
each stroke is a gasp of air
I bet you thought
we weren’t going to find air
here is the air
here it is
Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 9:18 AM UTC
it’s like you’re underwater
and you can’t breathe
you’re holding your
breath
wait a moment
wait another
the calmness is all over
the lucidity is ethereal
there’s nothing around
you don’t want to
leave
ever
but then you try to fill your lungs
you can’t
you can’t find the air
there is no air
where is the air?
WHERE IS THE AIR?
I need to breathe
I’m tired
I want to give in
I want to sink to the bottom
I try to let the water fill my lungs
I can’t
I paint
in the sand
I find sand
it’s soft
I use the twig
it’s a tiny twig
a tiny silver twig
the twig paints red
what’s this?
air?
I can breathe!
paint more!
each stroke is a gasp of air
I bet you thought
we weren’t going to find air
here is the air
here it is