i never really considered my lungs before
it was as if my heart was the mob boss
and they were just these two goons on each side of him
but now i know what it is like to dig deep for a breath
and come back empty handed
i know how it feels to not have the wind within you
and i’ve come to love the lungs i was given
i’ve been reduced to whispers and murmur
i’ve found an invisible hand of a criminal
clasped tight over my mouth
my face turning blue then black
like day then night
and i have found myself dizzy
i know what it is like to miss screaming
to reach deep for the demon within you to find it comatose
sound asleep in the passenger seat of my bloodstream
i will never again deny a battle cry
i possess within me
a twin set of speakers
designed to project from the core of me
the biggest fucking symphony you can imagine
the stage lights meandering the audience
flashing blindly bright to all those around me
my bass will shake the foundation that you have created
empires were made to fall
otherwise, we’d become too god damn content
these lungs of mine
they have each other
we think we are a lonely heart
but maybe we should focus on the fact
that we are a pair of lungs
within all of us is a golden libra scale
tipped by the slightest hint of a kiss or a war
i will never deny my lungs again
i will breath in everything
and spit back fire
i will burn down your false empire
and my own, and i will keep you warm on cold nights
i never really considered my lungs before
but the ash has been cleared from my throat
and i sing like a new born baby cries
i sing like our very last breath dies
COPYRIGHT BRICE MAIURRO 2013
