Breathing into darkness,
I see white light,
hot heat, burning
ferociously.
I bring my breath
to the table.
I sit with a cool breeze,
It plays me a melody.
I breathe in a demon,
I breathe out an angel.
When I breathe in an angel,
I swallow it down.
I try to hold
onto its wings,
and not let go,
but it always escapes.
Jason Wright is the editor and founder of Oddball Magazine. His column appears weekly. His third book, Train of Thought 2: Almost Home is available now at the Oddball Book Store.
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