“Exhale” dpb 2018

No light left to breathe
she said to no one.
No words to be seen
my meaning is undone.

The unthinkable lives
by stealing air
that floated dreams,
filled my lungs,
helped me sing.

Nothing is inhaled
through swallowed gasps;
the breaths we hold
escape at last.

© 2019 Daniel Byrne

collector of mumbles, squanderer of resistance