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Jun 23
poem
charvermont

It's June and

we've finally entered the thick, humid heat that 
accompanies early summer rain [(everyone says they feel so 
good)(so alive)(oh, yes, I say)(but the concrete walls 
continue to inch towards me)(they're closer every hour)
 
(where)(oh where)(is the breath that was just in my lungs?)]

the sun shines and fluffed cottonwood seeds float 
freely down from the trees and circle around my body, 
carried high by the light breeze [(but I have never 
felt more trapped)(my throat is burning)(hot humidity) ––
 
(when is the phone going to ring?)(soon?)]

everything aroud me is suddenly green, 
and it's beautiful [(and I'm sitting in 
the middle of it all)(watching the walls 
move in)(crying)(withering among 
blossoming flowers)(crying)(in this 
colorful field of flowers)(the harsh walls 
can still find me)(where did my breath go?)

(all these good things: 
they come slowly and fade away fast, 
making space for the walls to close in completely)]
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Posted: 06.23.22
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  1. TreePupWriter
    Jun 23, 2022

    This is just so utterly amazing. I love the formatting and the words and the feelings and how poignant and heartbreaking and gorgeous and sad this is. I really hope that this person’s breath finds them again soon. <3

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