It’s not the asthma
Making it impossible
To breathe.
The tightness
In my chest,
The straw
I’m breathing through,
Won’t go away
With the use
Of an inhaler.
The elephant
Sitting on me
Isn’t
Scared of mice or looking for peanuts,
And it certainly doesn’t fly.
Timothy Vance Jackson
November 21, 2014
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