Pretend To Be Air
Someone was whispering—
Somebody I knew—
Someone who watched
What I was turning into
I was left at the doorway
Saw night rise and then fall
Transfixed by these shadows
That murmured and called
I can stand in the vacuum
Imagine your hair
Breathe slowly the autumn
And pretend to be air
By the bedside I hover
Inhabit your dreams
When you roll to the side
It is hard not to scream
These are the mirages
Of one who was whole
These are the visions
That shattered my soul
I can stand in the vacuum
Imagine your hair
Breathe slowly the autumn
And pretend to be air
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