Sometimes I forget that I am breathing
until I walk up the hill on Second South
to get to school
I am usually thinking about things
Broken fragments, that stuff you said this morning
still bothers me
My school bag starts slipping off my shoulder
I catch it just in time to feel the weight
of this damn hill
Huff and puff, gripe and grumble. God
I'm probably breathing so much shit right now
That inversion
pollution, dirt, carbon monoxide or dioxide - probably both, car exhaust, dirty air, air, air, air, oxygen, hydrogen, sulfigen, ether!, smells, skin cells, dust motes, water molecules, water molecules from tiny snows, cold, wind, breeze that comes through bare trees, trees exhale, dog barks, dog farts, a breath cloud from the guy walking ahead of me, his breath, his skin cells, his lung cells... I breathed your breath, your words from this morning that still bother me. In me.
But I breathed them out while walking up
this damn hill.
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