my skin is
so tight i
cannot breathe a
stretched ballon a
snake but my scales
refuse to shed so
i stand there
hoping someone will
walk by and
peel away the
layers of constriction as
my chest heaves
and the air will
taste so sweet
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metamorphosis
Poetrya collection of poetry written during quarantine, the tumultuous 2020 school year, and the entering into a post-covid world. randomly updated.