Temporary Air

I can feel my very essence seep through my body like a cardboard roof in the rain.

My pores leak light into the universe making me a little darker inside.

Each moment passes like a speeding train with blurred faces of the familiar and the beloved. 

Time grabs me and drags me by the ankles down an old country road. FASTER AND FASTER 

Acquaintances turn into strangers 

Memories distorted like images in a broken mirror. 

And I breath in this temporary air...