And sometimes I forget to breathe,
Asthmatic age-old immune system disorders,
The legacy of one-time poverty,
The lungs wheeze despair,
Anxiety.
It's only in the edit that I can claw back some control;
Fictive personal histories collide with versions of self,
Other people's nonsense opinions,
Some sense of roots,
In the darkroom of the Real.
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