around about here

Breathe in, breathe in,
tell me again -
why we're here
yelling.

Breathe out, breathe out,
around about here
I'll find
something worth keeping.

Breathe deep, breathe shallow,
just don't get stuck -
these ruts are killer,
nothing healing.

Break hard, breathe harder,
it's all right now -
sweat makes the heart
beat strong.




This poem is brought to you by real toads, Donna the Buffalo's keen vision, and the memory of a lazy ex-lover.