two held breaths
1.
sometimes
you need to slide in a sinus forceps
slowly ever so slowly
into the loin of a poem
open the prongs and let the pus
a kidney dish (or two maybe)
from a mind infected with turmoil
a draining of the cold fires
the exhalation of a held breath
pus somewhere
pus nowhere
sub-phrenic
i heard that said
it had me in stitches
gave me hiccups
so i held my breath
2.
there is an ancient poem
that has carried a held breath
for ten thousand years
here take it
now
close it
i have replaced the breath
ten thousand years made me gasp
and i feel so ancient today
tomorrow is another day
they always say
but
ten thousand years
is a long time
to hold a breath
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