Slow the f*ck down

Deep breath
  i.n.h.a.l.e. 
    e.x.h.a.l.e. 
slow breath 
   slow down thoughts 
 
slow down the optics 
   read, word, for word, 
 no distractions 
  no miscommunications 
 only the appreciation of clarity 
   understand 

slow down 
  allow things to marinate 
     
slow down 
  ears occupy an imbalance 
       of thoughts 

   slow down 
     impulse does not relent
  it is important
     it be slowed down 

thump thump thump 
   is reduced a quick paced 
           tick tick tick 
      thoughts persist 
            quarter notes 
          transformed 
     into eighth notes 
 the pace quicker 

    Mind fresh, every single 
inch of my body radiating 
   goosebumps and it’s not even cold 
my temperature rises 
   the thought of a pen in my hand 
fresh piece of paper at the ready 
   and all the cognition I can squeeze 
       out of my body, galvanizes me 
   to a bulletproof state 

     Almost issues that weighed 
  in my core still exist 
   blend into the already mixed hued
 palette in my brain — the child 
   who sits in the closet, a Walkman 
    with a mixed tape that signifies 
        each important track 
  
  A plethora of those tracks 
  riddled with abandonment 
     in this quiet moment 
 
 Hell yeah, that abandonment     
          emotions that arrive 
      at decomposing flesh 

    inhale 
          what’s destined will happen

   exhale 
       allow me to not suck

   Eighth notes 
        focus on a whole rest 
     allow your body to lay
         quiet, peaceful, happy