ask me how i’ve been
worn down to thinned bones and
itching skin choking through phlegm
until barely breathing through oncoming
shaky feelings cynical summer growing
wilder body feeling so much larger mind
humming with thoughts of departure
and needless sabotage till the weight
persists growing tired of the book i’m
reading and scared of that hopeless dreary
feeling until i feel that i’m humane again
breathing