My breathing is too shallow.
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Sure it gets the basic job done,
but that's it. Good stuff in,
and bad stuff out, the lungs are
doing fine, I guess.
Unless.
Deep breaths remove
the toxins, slow the beating
of my heart. I need some air and space,
a cool breeze reaching blowing past
my skin and muscles all the way
to bone and marrow.
In the moment, staying present ...
but my present's tense.
I sense the need to be alone
upon the rug, what passes for
a sukhanasana unless
that frightens you and then
it's criss-cross applesauce and just
that thought is irritating,
that the way I drape my body
could be judged and just
because of what I call it.
At present, I am feeling
not just cross but
also tired and snappish
'cause I'm breathing wrong.
Maybe thinking wrong as well.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2022
