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I soaked in a tub
of verses
drowned in it
hoping to find
some saving
to breathe.

I ate from a plate
of verses
choked on it 
hoping to find
some appetite
to live. 

I slept on a bed
of verses
buried myself on it
hoping to find

some inspiration
to continue.

In verses
I found myself breaking
then living,
crying then hoping,

choking then breathing,
freezing then moving on.

I said I breathe verses.

But most of the time,
it breathes me. # 1202ma/Aug012017