Thursday, June 14, 2012


author's note:

It seems right to follow one breathing poem with another--since one breath follows another.


I once bemoaned all
I thought I might've missed
until I realized:

no matter what I've done
I never stopped breathing
and even
the driest air
feels so dense
in my lungs--

such life in what appears to be
so immaterial!

© 2012, Michael R. Patton
searching for the new mythology

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