Day 23 poem: July 27
belly’s churning
chest buzzes
a fog rolls across my brain
there’s no one to please
there’s no time to freeze
maybe I’ll run
but where to?
maybe I’ll fight
but who?
I guess I’ll just breathe
in …
out …
belly’s churning
chest buzzes
a fog rolls across my brain
there’s no one to please
there’s no time to freeze
maybe I’ll run
but where to?
maybe I’ll fight
but who?
I guess I’ll just breathe
in …
out …