1.
wreathing out smoke and fire
flemmy lungs gutted up
i uproot in your direction
anger and hecks of bronchial material
so mad so beastly so red-in-the-face
why am i so mad ?
so mad i’m fitting toward the grave
2.
peace filling
lungs held like the buoyant sacs on seaweed
held back pressure not strained
the brain takes a beating
and i await my revelation
tightened senses and thought
holding my breath
at the bottom of the swimming pool
3.
lung fuelled of enemy
i shouldn’t hurt like i do at this age
lungs draw in like they’re taking poison
breathing impact and bruises
and i am drawn back through time
to climb trees of jealousy
embarrassment
mistakes and trauma
i steep from this and into concentration
and then a practice of meditation
4.
i turn to you in your sleep
lungs of love
i make word your way
all the pleasure of breath
Jan 10
Jan 10, 2026 at 11:52 AM UTC
1.
wreathing out smoke and fire
flemmy lungs gutted up
i uproot in your direction
anger and hecks of bronchial material
so mad so beastly so red-in-the-face
why am i so mad ?
so mad i’m fitting toward the grave
2.
peace filling
lungs held like the buoyant sacs on seaweed
held back pressure not strained
the brain takes a beating
and i await my revelation
tightened senses and thought
holding my breath
at the bottom of the swimming pool
3.
lung fuelled of enemy
i shouldn’t hurt like i do at this age
lungs draw in like they’re taking poison
breathing impact and bruises
and i am drawn back through time
to climb trees of jealousy
embarrassment
mistakes and trauma
i steep from this and into concentration
and then a practice of meditation
4.
i turn to you in your sleep
lungs of love
i make word your way
all the pleasure of breath
