constricted sighs
a slate slab lies heavy, one piece cold and square
a crushing heavy so I cannot breathe
cold crushes down, seeping and spreading
and cold becomes numb, a confusing curious nothing.
it lies for so long, the chest becomes accustomed to quick breaths
the weight instead a stony sheath,
hard discouraging uncompromising surface
a small burden for impermeability
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