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Sunday, 5 August 2012

In Out.....

in
out
in out
in
the movement of my chest
as I inhale the polluted air
the invisible black poison
I absorb the toxins
before releasing what remains
in
out in
out
in
the hands of a doctor
clasped upon my chest
pumping in succession
the nurse squeezing on a bag
my artificial breath
out
in out
in out
in
I'm moved from a place of rest
making my final journey
as the hands of my family
hold out their hearts
and hold in their tears


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