sweet lung of fire
each breath
an electric crackle
lit by oxygen
each laugh
a leopard’s rasping
and there you sit
split in two
and nestled
so close to my heart
Tenderness for a tender lung, the wildness of breath, and the strangeness and anxiety of infection.
Getting to know my left lung as it is challenged in the fundamental act of breathing.
(And leopards, it seems, are top of mind at the moment!)
PHOTO: Felix Mittermeier
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