Friday, 25 August 2017

I Can't Breathe

I cant breathe.


I see wet muddy grass up on the hill.

I feel the stitch under my ribs. 

The squishy mud is like jelly on my feet.

I can't breathe.

I can see a tui singing in the Ponga tree.

The stones in the concrete stab into my feet.

Ba boom ba boom ba boom, my heart beats.

I can't breathe.

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