The Long Breath Read Count : 19

Category : Poems

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Will I have enough breath 

To exhale the whole length 

Of this road lying ahead 

Asphalt mirage never ends 

Mad crickets laugh 

Their breath shapes the sound 

Of my own long regrets

Stretching from sunrise to sundown 

The mountains look near 

But I’m never there yet 

What a sad July day 

Burnt out by expectations 

Self combustion 

By means of excessive restraint 

I’ve just enough breath 

To go up in flames 


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