Poetry · Writing

fishing in a sewer; a photo of a mountain

SamT.Gutierrez

i can breathe when i’m with you

shout it from the top

i can breathe when i’m with you

damn

fresh air

living at the bottom

isn’t so free

believe me,

you forget what a round trip of decency

a splash of normal

a night on the town;

that air is the best

clean

slows the heart beat to a freeze

release – me –

Published by SamT.Gutierrez

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