Hyperventilating

Without the natural still pauses

between breaths,

without the small chances

for rare silence and rest,

without cleansed reflection after poison discards

while briefly waiting for fresh life’s infusions –

waste and promise collide

leaving tomorrow buried in yesterday.

By Jonathan Dyer

From: United States

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