My Fingers have Asthma

April Poetry Prompt # 21 for theguelfpoet

I try to control your every move
As a means to control my own emotions

My hands gripped so tightly around your neck
My fingers can’t breathe
It’s as if they have asthma

Choking on worry
Drowning in envy
Fighting to feel something
Other than empty

I release the clutch of my hold +
We are both
F
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E
E

”My Fingers have Asthma”
April 22, 2022