Every Last Molecule

Agitation rises.

I struggle to listen

to the words, launching

past me.

This is not


And yet, my walls

are raised.

She greedily collects

every last molecule

of oxygen.

Every last speck

of space.

Leaving nothing

to house

my existence.

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