The Pure Mercy of The Breath
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When the big waves hit
I can hold my breath
When my mind holds a scalpel
I can hold my breath
When my chest could give it all away
I can hold my breath
[The pop tank]
[The bic regulator]
[The ash gauge]
[The stone gasp]
[The crackling bend]
[I can hold my breath]
These last waves though
pinned Me
to the ocean floor
Successions of last waves though
[I knew I'd never be drowned]
Unsighted bouyancy
No kicks kicked
Breaking surface
Breaching the lessons
Air washing skin
Cordoned to breathe
And then the pure mercy of the breath
And to look over and see Her too
Surfaced
The sun kissing Us
The shore there
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The Pure Mercy of The Breath ❚❚