pathetic.org :: 05. do not resuscitate by Nanette Bellman

05. do not resuscitate

from the moment we are born

we are allotted so many breaths.

i compose these epic speeches.

i contort words from my emotions

like pulling rabbits from a hat.

but my compositions just roll off my tongue

through your ears

and sweat down your back.

i tell you that i have no idea why

i continue to waste these precious inhales and exhales

on someone who i cease to exist too.

these are the last ones i'm wasting on you.

11/05/2008

Author's Note: i'm done wasting my life on you.

Member Comments on this Poem

Posted by David Garner on 11/06/08 at 02:07 AM

I love the finality and irony in this. This is great. I love it.

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