The dense air surrounding me forms a necklace around my neck,

Inhale exhale
Inhale exhale

I breathe in,
One bead down

I breathe twice,
Another bead down,

And just like that the pearly shine of the necklace beads fell,

Making space for the great visitor,

Its getting harder to breathe,

I feel the necklace turn to a choker,
The choker making it difficult to

Inhale exhale
Inhale exhale

Oxygen felt it's urgency to go down my throat

Getting rid of all space

It wants to run away

From the visit anxiety has to pay.

"Why! Hello old friend.
It's fun to get to see you again."

-mephoria