Why were we made
so weak, these lungs
need a transcendental
transplant
or maybe it’s the air
we breathe to pretend
surging to unplug
and loving all along
so content with
discordant harmony
it’s what we breathe
who we are
asthmatic airways
claiming openness
and deep breadths
restrictive strong points
keeping us in stride
aching to be full
and centered
surging to unplug