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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