Breathing Without Air

Bring out paper

bring out pen too.

Open your mind,

see clear through.


Through the room

you currently occupy.

Do not hesitate now,

draw up not a lie.


I want to see

your mind function.

Leave me clues

leave no assumptions.


It is a breath

with not the air.

I want to see

your mind there.


Show me your

resoundingly loud pulse.

My request awaits

your resounding impulse.


For eyes can lie

they do so easily.

Write me back to

when we used to be.


Call me with

your wit and prose.

From where ashes

your heart has arose.


Write me sharp

write me so eloquently.

Display your fancy;

how your wit breathes.


For what are we

if not for our words?

If we expell demons

would it be so absurd?


Open your mind.

The doors in your room.

Do not I deserve

to not pretend to assume?

5 Comments Add yours

  1. Excellent piece. This got me:

    ‘Open your mind.

    The doors in your room.

    Do not I deserve

    to not pretend to assume?’

    Liked by 1 person

      1. You’re more than welcome. It’s just such a perfect end for that piece.

        Liked by 1 person

  2. Love the graphics you use! And the poems too, of course… 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you Awakening Wildflower! 😊

      Like

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