It’s a word
That knocks the breath out of me
My stomach twitches
Pulls in and wallows
At the thought of it
I feel my bones tense
They’re less bold now
Remembering
And hearing again
Of another, taken
If it’s cold
I see the air droplets
Simmering in the rays
Of an ignorant sun
Lifting the haze
Around my mouth
And creating a dragon’s breath
It looks more fierce than I feel
But I guess thats just it
Isn’t it?
If it’s hot
It hurts more to hear
I need that breath more
So am emptied
And exhausted
Each time my lungs clutch
And cling hard
At the very thought
Take their time to empty
And longer to refill
And it’s a petty plea, I know
Quite desperate really
To feel a little less
Like that same body
But when you say that word
And I am made to hear
That rounding rrr
Forced in my ear
I breathe deeper
To empty myself of it