Exhaled

You lie still and silent
while waiting
for the siren
to arrive 
from too far away

You didn’t have the sense 
to fall and clutch your chest
a little closer to the main road
and now they are having
to figure out 

where the hell you are
even as your party friends
are screwing out of there before
the responders arrive
and bend a knee to your side 

Once again you are inconvenient
Maybe one of those friends stuck around
Is watching from a distance and could tell
an EMT what happened if they came forward
But you aren’t holding your breath for that

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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