dangling from wires

any substantial amount of space would be sufficient to breath in for at least five minutes and then again today seems like claustrophobia smothering out the oxygen vapours leaving behind empty lungs and gasping mouths trying to suck the soul out of the air, little tendrils of life flit through the seems of the room evading consumption like an anorexic might evade food, skin starts to shrivel and it drains it own air inwards in an attempt to sustain a sense of balance but faltering all too quickly and sucked in beyond all imagining with one final gasp, it all crumbles

cry, cry, a stream of letters with no alibi to back them up

you just can't take it with you
the days that you never want to end,
the irresponsibility of childhood,
whatever sanity you were born with...
these days just tremble slightly.
we leave, we ache, we fall apart as adults
the world is so much smaller to us
it's a weight all too prominent
our eyes stare at the ground, thinking
evaluating the quality of the earth
trying to find the best spot to sink into
the glances upwards only through off balance
so we stumble, we carry on, and we fade

static hunger pangs and lethargy swingsets, teeter totters, all ago and rioting in the street playgrounds turning over cars and throwing up slides and ladders only to go down tubes and green hills stretched over the miles of mouth to stomach, feel the burn of empty monkey bars and the sway of one to the other in tire swing intestinal fantansies, grab ahold of parallel bars and retch

I dunno what you're thinking because clearly, you are not
got a feather labelled forever and set it to the wind
not to be bothered by vows of discontent and longevity
you ponder something over your head only to lose its meaning
you're not a captor but a captive stuck behind chain fences
I know the way out, but do you know the way to get in?

I am,
or not,
so
if it
can't
bend
---
break
a body
your
back,
I
can't