Breathing Machine Poem by Jimi Doyle
Breathing Machine
I have a breathing machine
I use it when my lungs are dirty
blocked with soot or feathers
or when there is too much moisture
in all of the air around me
and I need to take a sip to breathe
I have a breathing machine
I use it when I breathe out my dreams
when boredom gets to panic
I think about my machine
every time a buzzer sounds
every time a snake slides
every time Jesus gets lonely
machine
Impressive, introspective, and very well written. The thought/idea is an eye opener and cause the reader to reflect, particularly the last lines. 10++++ Cynthia
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4/25/2024 10:23:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Jeez Jimi, no-one ever cut me like that one. That one hit a deep deep target.