I Breathe

(After struggling with walking pneumonia and while sitting on the doctor’s table awaiting removal of 4 moles for possible skin cancer, I wrote…)

Could the clock move more
like a molasses glacier,
despite the inferno
I walk?

Cascading, roaring past me                             5
like frothy rapids
despite the salmon scales,
I swim.

Fluffy condensation, clouds, swirl
through eager fingertips,                              10
dancing yet advancing,
I ride.

Shifting sands slowly spill
through the hourglass.
Despite the gasping,                                    15
I breathe!


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