When Breathe Has No Air

 The gasps get louder

The grasp gets tighter

The knuckles are white

Eyes open wide

Searching, seeking

The windows are left ajar

The stillness moving

The sole palm, 

spread out, 

Standing at guard

The noise is deafening

The screams silent

Gasp, gasp, 

Gasp gets louder

The grasp gets tighter

Relax, 

See, the lanky leaves

See, there is a wisp

Of breeze

Breathe

Breathe in, breathe out

Gasp, gasp,

Gasp gets shrill, piercing

The breath fans the face

Bent over

Breathe in breathe out

Breathe in,

Gasp, gasp 

The grasp is slack

The breath is released.