speak the truth
until it hurts
got so much on your plate
but this grim and dust isn’t palatable
coughing up fluid from your lungs
might need an organ transplant
They roll you into a metallic room
place you in an iron lung
a spark could incinerate you
you were always brave and bold
a medallion gilded in gold
and how they took you
while I tried hold you
I swallowed you like medicine
but now it’s like poison
Oh how I braved you
and we mistook each other
for each other’s savior
and how we casted lots for another
we got a lot flaws
we got a lot gauze
and glue
so let’s us bind to one another
meld into one another
Iron Lung
Contemplative Writing 