Indistinguishable #2

(I blame you)

Photo by Rene Böhmer on Unsplash

I blame you all
for my insignificant breath,

Why did I suffocate to your fading dreams,
burnt plastic, in your backyard

And you’re building
Reason ceased to spark my eyes

Pollution wise, 2030
I’ll be long gone

Climbing mustard flowers blossom in springtime
with naked eyes

The Atlantic horizon seemed dry
while the wind changed direction

And your uselessness
approached my ill knee

From thinking
I can get up and walk away

Just like the butterflies
that don’t sit

On my growing nose
In hard-won-times

Because in fact
I am just like you

When I am out of breath
So I took one

And springtime never ever died again
when I stared at you

Dreaming about one f*cking breath
Out of this inevitable pollution