breathe by Emily Tongis it always so hard to breathe when youre
standing on the edge looking in? down pour
of pain deep within. my eyes betray sour
confusion, discontentment with failure.
and hardened sadness. the air is trapped, thick
with words. within my larynx they are caught
ligaments refuse to vibrate, they stick
the rushing air leaves me feeling distraught
lungs filled with frozen air once more, screaming
to stop. breathing. stop this harsh endurance
stop running, trying too hard, youre teaming
with anxiety. in frustrated stance,
I face the crowd that never speaks to me,
that never leaves, trusting myself to breathe. 03/06/2006 Author's Note: so.. question: title? does it work at all for this piece....?
Posted on 11/09/2006 Copyright © 2024 Emily Tong
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Posted by Jared Fladeland on 11/09/06 at 11:39 PM I think the title works. i don't know. know what word pops into my head when I think of the piece? (of course you don't, it was a rhetorical question): huff. I don't know why. "huff" i dunno. It gives me the sense of that big breath that's so dire |
Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 11/11/06 at 02:17 AM Intense, tension builds, reads like a panic attack! Symbolism strong. Title fits. |
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