You see, the breath within,
billowing ceaselessly
in my ears.
Is that litte pump of mine
Hair strands rising, veins dilate
The red fluid in fleshy conduits
Flowing deeper and swirling me
Lifting meon a spiral.
An all time high.
Smaller and smaller gets all other
From this incredible height,
The gigantic made laughable
All dear ceases
The little pump pumps on
I Have Life Within.
It is,
Why I will not sulk