Breathe Out in Black

It’s Open Link Night at  #dVerse. This piece was inspired by the title of a Matthew Mayfield song.


Wandering

long stark white hallways

of the maze in my mind

that I have rendered featureless

sterile

scrubbed clean

with sand

until it sparkles

until it bleeds

I have inhaled all the memory

all the chaos

the pain

deeply into my lungs

in an effort to purify it

bronchi of sage and charcoal

I breathe out in black

a thick cloud of smoke

that floats in the air

leaving me empty

momentarily pure

weightless

 

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

38 thoughts on “Breathe Out in Black

  1. This triumphant of poetic captured me:

    I breathe out in black

    a thick cloud of smoke

    that floats in the air

    leaving me empty

    I can see it visually…the black smoke coming out of our mouths and making humans feel empty inside. You are such a remarkable poet with a beautiful gift. 🙂

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  2. I never thought about smoking making one lighter before, but I totally get it; seeing the “bad thing” expelled, even if it was put there just to be expelled, can feel like a victory. Like, “Come here, dragon! Come kidnap me so I can vanquish you!”

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