The Breath We Take by Devin Pavlischak/ November 30th, 2015 ©

Somewhere, something is moving.

Breathing its last, life trusted death.

Not going forth, running the rough.

Fragile glasses, overtaken by age.

I’ll find a breath, lifeless in homes.

Behind the panic, some are lost.

The measure of being, all in our breath.

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