Oxygen
You nauseate me
with necessity.
Ambulance sirens,
and cute EMTs.
Get it off of me please!
The air is sickening.
The air is thickening.
It’s asphyxiating me.
Visit the Poetic Table of Elements
with necessity.
Ambulance sirens,
and cute EMTs.
Get it off of me please!
The air is sickening.
The air is thickening.
It’s asphyxiating me.
Visit the Poetic Table of Elements
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