May 9

the rising and falling of chest cavities
filling and emptying of lungs

commuters driving into the city
back out to their unkempt lawns

the thought born first in vastness
narrowed down to a sect or a cast

the gifts displayed which show easy
and monuments built here to last

our vices have come up and bit us
ever since we peeked out of the cave

but they’ve not done enough to evict us
from what we push out, breathe in and save

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