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MHA Poem 15: Claustrophobia

CLAUSTROPHOBIA

It’s the timing, closeness, and proximity.-Bernard Parks

When it was just me in this room

I could breathe.

When it was just me in this house

I could move.

Whenit wasjust usin thisroom

Usuallywe couldbreathe.

Whenit wasjust usin thishouse

Usuallywe couldmove.


Whenyourfriendsjoinedusinthisroom

Onlytheycouldbreathe

Whenyourfriendsjoinedusinthishouse

Onlytheycouldmove.

WhenourfriendsandfamilycameintoourroomtocheckonmeNobodycouldtellthatIcouldn’tbreatheWhenourfriendsandfamilycameintothishouseTheycametomovemeout.

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