ALTITUDE SICKNESS

In the thin air below the Rockies

I fought for every breath

like a deep sea diver

surfacing

My lungs collapsed

My joints ached

& all the blood ran from my face

My stupid mouth hung open & grew parched

as I panted around Denver

like a man with the head of a fish

& yet I was so happy

to be with my daughter

my heart turned infinities

in my aching chest

like an exotic fish trapped

in an aquarium

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2 Responses

  1. super.

  2. Great poem – I feel horrible that you suffered so. Even with a happy heart that’s no fun! Sending love and oxygen … KD xoxoo šŸ™‚

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