you’re thin air
i need an oxygen mask
because you’re blowing thin air
i gasp and i gasp and i gasp
and i sigh
because i can’t breathe your thin air
you’re breathing in lies and breathing out lines
i can no longer ignore the signs
when you’re weaving thick lies out of thin air
your thin air is under pressure
your thick lies are under pressure
think you can press my face into the gas
for your pleasure
i can’t breathe because you’re pressing my face into the gas for your pleasure
i’m under pressure
i’m under pressure
and i’ve got one question to ask
for good measure
how can you be so cold when you’re full of hot air?
i gasp and i gasp and i gasp
and i sigh
if i stay here a moment longer
i’ll disappear into thin air
but my lungs are getting stronger
My lungs have gotten stronger.
I won’t stay a moment longer.
Because I can’t breathe your hot air.
No more oxygen masks
because I’m through with thin air.
You’re out of thin air.
My lungs have gotten stronger.
And you’ve disappeared into thin air.
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4 thoughts on “A Poem: Thin Air”
Invisibly Me
That cover image is quite disturbing. I really want to jab a pencil in that cellophane so she can breathe.
I love how you’ve mounted the lines in this piece, steadily increasing the tempo and the pressure. Did you write this with a particular person in mind by any chance, such as a certain political figure? I wish I didn’t have bronchiectasis, I could do with some stronger lungs these days because there’s so much thin hot air and thick lies, it’s stifling and suffocating.xx
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Mrs. Ram Jam
The cover image is totally disturbing. I struggle to find free images that convey the tone of what I’m writing.
I was strongly influenced by 1. Politics and political figures 2. A book I just finished called Braving the Wilderness 3. The Chicks’s new album, Gaslighter 4. Thinking about oppressive romantic relationships.
Bronchiectasis??? Sounds miserable! I hope it lets up soon. Ugh!
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Invisibly Me
Quite a few influences there then to make a vicious tornado of emotion. I’m curious about the book, Braving The Wilderness. Is it a non-fiction piece around someone actually exploring the wilderness? I should Google it rather than being lazy and asking you.
Bronchiectasis is permanent damage, along with the lung scarring. The joys of having had recurrent chest infections. Been there, done that, wish they gave me a bloody t-shirt instead. xx
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Mrs. Ram Jam
Braving the Wilderness is a nonfiction book, but the wilderness is a metaphor. It examines how to stand up for what you believe in.
I should have googled bronchiectasis to figure out what it was. 🤦♀️ How awful. Googling it now to learn more about it.
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