I choose to live

Most days

Some days

Life

Forces itself onto me

I can’t say no

To air

Penetrating my passages

Light

Reflecting images

Bare and barely bearable

Deeper

Through

Round, glistening

Eyes

Pinned wide

Boring the entrance

Into being

Wailing

Whimpering

Accelerating

Until

Chemicals flood

Flushing tissues

Swelling flesh

Red

In water

Purple

In darkness

Breathless

In beauty

Still

It wills

To choose

For me