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My lungs are full of someone else’s smoke
and I am suddenly very aware of how much I do not belong,
even though we have the same shoes on.
I am trying something new where I deal with my inability to interact
via deep breaths and not vodka sodas.
It’s not going very well so far.
That thing someone wrote on the wall helped though.
“Take a breath. You can do this.”
Thank you wall, I’ll try.
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i relate to this on a deep level
this is so good on so many levels:
the ironic twists
the humorous asides
the innocent sincerity
the knowing fatalism
etc
Very real
Love it!
I feel this poem. Great job!