Weaving

Weaving

A Poem by vaporwave

flexed muscles pulled taut under skin
stress twisting veins and arteries in its
hard and unforgiving kevlar
instead of the delicate and inefficient furling of my lungs
i yank my breath to unravel 
one string and then another
fingers burning from the friction
i remind myself
it's all about the heat anyway

© 2018 vaporwave


Author's Note

vaporwave
What do you think? First post! Is the lack of capitalization a good style choice or overdone?

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Added on December 17, 2018
Last Updated on December 17, 2018
Tags: poetry, stress, teen, short, poem, writing, first

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vaporwave
vaporwave

Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada