left behind in rearview mirror
shortness of breath
I decide to hold it
pretending to be a child
cheeks expanding and reddening
eyes bulging like goldfish
it’s all you can do not to laugh
nonetheless there is much laughter
crescendoing and sad
easier than simply crying
surrendering to the crash
like a desperate goldfish
dying to breathe
november two thousand seventeen
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Wow, that was a poignant moment in time, my friend. It reminds me of the frailty of older age and not taking anything for granted 🙂
Thank you very much for sharing your thoughts on this piece.