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Plumes–Jacob Rayner

I don’t just miss the deep

breathing I miss dragging tar to air,

 

making space                visible

                          what about the heightened

                  focus? The way my blood coagulates?

         To feel gray, I burn. I want to be

 

selfish, leave this

seven minutes at a time.

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