I need to breathe
I fear the muscles and tendons and organs are closing in on me
Almost like I’m drowning
But more like the weight of the moist soil suffocating me
Underground
With the worms and the fossils
Ancient bones that tell so many stories
Sometimes my bones feel ancient too
And brittle
But they tell no stories
They are just too weak from holding up my flesh
This useless body of flesh that has so many functions
Yet why is it still so hard to breathe?
I can feel them working
My lungs
They heat up the air and push life into my body
Yet they cannot force the pressure off my heart
Let them burst
Let the air flow into the crevices of my body
Cooling my muscles
Relieving my heart