German Crystal

panic breaks

By Justin BlackPublished 10 months ago • 1 min read

JCB Photography

Sometimes all it takes is a walk in the snow

To find and recover my rapidly beating heart

Warm under a great sheet of ice, aglow

A beacon, An oversentimental itch

an almost slip to knock the wind

Back into these desperate lungs

Under my skin under the snow fall

I am closer than I have ever been

To being something clean

So often my sobriety forgets

I am holy as red stained glass

Like water in a German crystal wine goblet

My spill forth will only bring life

Panic exhales, cold and quiet

The cloud passes, the day

Clear and white. Sometimes

all it takes is a walk in the snow.

I write mostly poetry, and I enjoy accidental and intentional rhyme.

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