Post #5214

A gush of breath A space and time continuum, Where visions are disproportionate. Blown out of order, In a vision only called perspective. Irregularities in the face, Slipping ground under the feet. Words that keep you afloat, Sensations that make me come alive. A drip on the surface Or under the surface, All but a part of one. Learning to breathe the suffocating air, Will never be the same as actually breathing. Learning to just be, Will never be the same as being alive. A constant to and fro motion that pulls me apart at the seems, Is the way of being alive And if we are ever all alive? #review