25. maslow's hierarchy of needs
the wind tries to give me everything i need.
it is the ten tender fingers turning my hair
into a tangled crown, rogue curls stabbing
my eyeballs and strands of hair catching
on chapped lips. it is the oxygen tubes
shoving air up my nose, unrelenting
in its help and making every exhale an
action of concentrated effort. it is the burbling
of small talk in conversation-starved ears,
(the "how're you doing" but never the
genuine "are you okay"); this constant
build-up of pressure makes my eardrums ache.
the everything i need makes everything worse.
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