《The Poetry Collection》Light Through Hotel Curtains

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Smoke like whispers fleeting down my skin

Caress the air with your toxicity and make me choke

The burning in my lungs or that taste in my mouth

More polluted than the Hudson River

Or maybe even that feeling of

The first deep inhale after a long sleep

Swallow it down and take the punch

Rib cage expands to let in all of the stale pillow talk

Let out the rest of the glass left over

From our broken loose coins jar left on the windowsill

It's all just a spiral of fingers in the air

Reflecting the sunlight through

Marbled oxygen running off your tongue

All for a moment, a sense of peace

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