I relish my breath
the deep and shallow depths of lung
that bring me to the highest
and lowest example of what it means
to be in me so hard it hurts
in ways lungs and legs
aren’t supposed to be meant to take

I Became less in the moment I became more
9 hours to triumph over
the nag (it’s just me!) as it slays my insides
insists I am destined for more
for strength
for confidence
while ripping my heart out of my chest
and piercing in it between my ears
I am scared I’ll be lonely and lost

I could have breathed deeper
for shorter and faster
for worse

Or better with the eyes of a child
it’s just you against yourself
out there in the the wild


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