Toxic Air

I felt the world come in
Toxic breath in tow
Outstretched hands
Where would you like to go?

I said anywhere but here
Take me back to the toxic air
Inflated, my lungs won’t fix a tare
What would you like to say?

I knew the words
Without meaningful expression
History has returned its lesson
What have you learned?

And I turned my head
Nothing
And the art it having it
And losing that, too.


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