Being Suffocated Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Being Suffocated



Being suffocated by slow turning melodies now being
played, switching to South Indian music as it runs
faster through measures being listened to.

Giving a steady and rapid beat to write to, a
lively and vibrant intellect going into various
atmospheres at the same time.

Tuesday, June 9, 2015
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