INTAKE MENT WE DRAINED THEM EMPTY

The air grew thin and glanced this way and that while something had a chance.

More alive (because it hurts) appendage onto you back and there was always new starts that only looked behind without even chancing even some form of catching just a glimpse of you

          As if you ever tried to speak, you said it didnt matter and agreed you didnt care when you still had to hear

And those about your breathing space went on not without you

All just knew yourself, and you had never been of one to like knowing things could listen