I often heave a great sigh,

People tend to stop and ask why…

I don’t know

Why my breathing is so,

It’s gone on since I was a young guy.

The psyche might just say,

My deep depression gives me away…

All I know

Is I need air flow,

I tend to sigh every day!

In High School (my buddies repeating),

They kidded me on “obscene breathing…”

A Yearbook note

Actually wrote,

Said that was of my achieving!

I’d blow clouds like steam,

Dreamt being Engineer of Steam…

Pretend chuffing clouds

And whistling out loud,

On the way to school, they’d seen.

–Jonathan Caswell


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