one tends to romance the debonair contamination
disregarding the desire to respire for an instant
and overlooking the taint of asphyxiation.
The fading stains remain as a remnant
of this clinging lethal lingering obsession
the cerebral ritualistic smoldering discomfort
once laying claim to our corporal possession.
Oh to be free from the deafening scream
the permeating stench of acrid fatality
the ambiguous beacon and its blinding beam
and the unrequited assurance of quelled anxiety.
To breath an unrestricted sigh of relief
that this birthright is entirely inalienable
and inhale this warranted unwavering belief
that this freedom is arduously attainable.