There’s a sting in my lungs

January 29, 2008
By Sarah Quayyum, Grand Manan, ZZ

There’s a sting in my lungs—
feels like I’ve been breathing in too much aerosol
I’ve been regaining my unconsciousness
and I see the poetic nature of real life,
thrown across the sidewalk of main street

My time spent in the last few hours to
find a new cure or remedy for all my
delusions—has gone to waste
And I’m still feeling the effects of a lack of sleep

I’ve been down, and I’ve been out
and if you promise to be my commercial break;
then I’ll be your halftime show
Just so you know, the last letter will say—
P.S. you make me smile

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