My breath can warm a small space 

I begin to not be able to breathe, though so warm.

I exit

The balance—keeping the space closed off enough to keep it warm, and 

keeping it open to enable oxygen.

 enough

enough

Sometimes it happens 

naturally 

so i wonder it’s ever a problem.

Sometimes, can’t make it happen 

I breathe in the small warm space, I stop being able to breathe 

I must breathe 

have to accept the cold to breathe 

for a little while, until

 i am full! I am full! of oxygen, and I can breathe underneath the covers again, for a little while,

i can try again.

Some things are worth trying again and again 

Sometimes,

back and forth, 

back and forth,

can’t breathe,

I’m cold, 

i can’t breath, 

I’m cold 

Maybe I need remember 

breathe…..slow.

I want my small spaces 

somewhere within my realm of capability. somewhere I can have full consciousness.

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