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Drastic-Afterthought

Published: Jun 13, 2010

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_{i don't remember how to breathe,
i just forgot
along the way.
and now i'm standing on
the coast,
with no breath to call my own.

somewhere far out
past the oceans,
somewhere in space-
there is a blue-bird
singing on the moon,
with breath like bells
and a song
like a dying mermaid.

and he can sing;
and i cannot.
and he can breathe;
and i cannot.
but i try to not be jealous
of the things i cannot do,
or the things that i don't have.

because i guess in the end
i'm so afraid of disappointing myself
that i don't aim high enough.

and maybe i could be
the blue-bird on the moon-
singing and breathing.

but i'm so afraid of failing that
instead i just sit in my room-
holding my breath,
and staying silent.}