Oxygen Mask

Oxygen Mask

A Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell

I open the windows sometimes
when I feel my veins bulging with suffocation,
forehead reddening and peaked with sweat,
surfaces of my eyes teaming with forceful tears

Kick the covers off 
when I feel my veins bulging with suffocation,
hairs simultaneously standing up and being weighed down with a thin residue of sweat,
fingertips twitching with pin pricks after being slept on for too long

Closed my eyelids tight, so tight sometimes
when I felt my veins bulging with suffocation,
sitting on a blocked rainbow carpet in the kindergarten classroom,
little hands clenching as a kaleidoscope world begins to swirl my vision

Let the ignored calls, emails, notifications, reminders, texts pile up
when I feel my veins bulging with suffocation,
laying still on my side, staring blankly at the tan carpet,
white noise pierced by a cold vibrating phone

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© 2018 Emmy J.M. Powell


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Emmy J.M. Powell
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