The Promise In The Oxygen
There's supposed to be
A promise in the oxygen--
An unbroken declaration:
Your lungs will allow you to live.
Somewhere between aspiration,
Respiration, Exhalation,
Breathe the handshake contract
Between blood and bronchia
And when your lungs betray you
Wish you had that contract in writing.
This poem © Gabriel Gadfly. Published Mar 24, 2009
