December 20, 2002

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  Test poem
  I am not normally a big fan of blog poetry. A lot of it tends to be self-indulgent and whiny. I’m not saying that self-indulgent and whiny poetry can’t be good or shouldn’t be written; it’s just that it tends not to be my favourite stuff. Hence, the comment that I’m not a fan of it. Heck, I’m not even a fan of most of my own self-indulgent and whiny poems. Anyway, my point here is that since signing up on GudKarma I’ve been flirting with the idea of posting a few of my poems there. So I’m just going to post a poem here and see how that makes me feel. In all honesty, I’m not sure why this is such a dilemma for me… I mean, what do I really have to lose? Either people will see it and hate it, or they’ll see it and like it, or they won’t see it at all. Anyway, poem…
  
  

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  the world holds its breath
  for a day and never quite remembers
  how to breathe deeply again
  
  

  I fill my lungs
  with heavy air
  feel the stretch and flux
  of intercostals muscles
  am silent stony small
  as weight fills out my skin
  solidifies
  
  

  the world exhales
  from the top of its lungs
  inhales yesterday
  stale air collects near its diaphragm
  pinches alveoli
  into forced shallower breaths
  
  

  eyelids do not believe
  in vigilance
  they fall together
  in ever-lengthening blinks
  inevitable relaxation
  to un-imaged dreams
  
  

  I will breathe deeply
  and I will sleep
  

  
  

  ~Shy~

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