Monday, March 10, 2025

A Poison Breath


A Poison Breath
by Lord R.e. Taylor

I remember taking a breath
Smelling that sweet air
But, now a mask covers my face
Removing poisons they have released
I know never to remove it
Lest I become one of the bodies of the dead

© Poem – IX/III/MMXXV
LRET


 

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