poetry by j matthew waters

breathing lessons

lying flat on the floor
first I bend my mind
then my body

from there I wonder
where my soul takes me next

temperatures rise
then fall to record lows

the crow flies due north
searching for something new

moving pictures
stored on the ground
and in the cloud
suddenly freeze

lying flat on my back
I close my eyes and
pretend I’m breathing
for the very first time

january two thousand fourteen
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6 thoughts on “breathing lessons

  1. Beyond beautiful ..

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