Bending
That time you rose with bubbles
in your blood but didn’t know it
didn’t feel the honest
to goodness pressure
you were under and really who
can in the beginning it doesn’t change
much initially. I want to ask
how fast do you have
to draw up from the bottom to have
gas make the improper advances
like touching a tittie lightly almost
unnoticed until something goes pop
and you come to in a steel can
doors screwed shut and the hiss
(is there a hiss I imagine there’s a hiss)
of sweet air on damage control inhale
inhale let every lungful saturate
and send out battalions to prey
on the renegades and make them
docile as a rabid dog just shot but not
gone yet not gone mad but just
resting before the rage has fled
and what's promised is relief sweet
relief at being so loved in such a way
as to be delivered finally and forever
from it all.
When they open the chamber door
they’ll tell you the man you almost
murdered your best friend and fellow
will live and you don't know
what to say to that only now you
stumble, bum a smoke or try to
and let the men who saved you
from going under for real
and for good say naw, not just yet
pal, just keep breathing, in
and out, easy, no need speeding
just getting to the top slow
as she goes. There's air. Don't panic.
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