On poetry and the muses.

[scorcerrer]

Lungs,

Lungs,

Lungs,

Where did I put my lungs?

They’ve stopped their breathing,

But I need the air.

I must have a reason,

For they’re still in place,

You are mine to use,

Why have you stopped, oh trusted Lungs?

Comments

[mellofellow13]

I like the poem. :) Also the formatting worked for me.

Just remember though, the reason you have allergies is because plants are trying to have sex with your face. ;)