I Aspire To Respire Poem by Paul Moosberg

I aspire to respire
When my wife’s driving the car
And the lane shouldn’t be shifting
So I scream with panicked scar

“I want my breath and don’t want death! ”
And then she says “What the hell! ”
I looked and laughed in awe and shock
She looked and my stomach fell

“I am divine, I’m driving fine.”
“You had almost hit that truck! ”
“No I didn’t! Shut up! Don’t whine! ”
And then I stuttered “But, but…”

I’m a grownup and I’ll shut up
For I wish to sleep tonight
I looked at her and then said “Yup”
And thought I could make it right

“Driving correct and you’re perfect”
Then whispered my breath to say
“Till it is not and we get wrecked”
And she heard the word’s that slay

Needless to say after long day
With couch pillows, my head will lay