Draw a hallow breath.
Command myself those pretty implications.
Pretend like I am unflustered and composed.
Contain the roar inside.
I am seeking to defeat myself.
As the battle rips through my rib cage.
Dead center.
Like a thousand clots,
causing an ingested heart attack
or a single air bubble,
that travels at a promoting velocity,
straight to my brain cells.
Cannot reckon but I
continue to brainstorm
continue to shut down
till I hit that freeway to a stroke
perverting my smile
reconstructing my reality
Eternally in search
for that wretched truth.
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