MR. BRAY

Studios, LLC

503-334-7521

       MR BRAY

A boutique design & animation shop that dissolves the line between studio and agency.

Air

Poem by: Jesse Bray


The air up here

Feels clearer

Feels cooler

Yet warmer

The air up here

Feels freer

Cleaner

Outrageously purer

Where has it been

The wind in my lungs

Caught

Choked 

And twisted

On my own breath

Before

With your absence 

At first

I couldn't see 

I couldn't breathe

Without your presence 

I'm finally relieved

Your weight was on my chest

Pressing down

Down

Down 

Down on me

But now that you're gone

I am truly 

One

Whole again

Though I felt ripped a sunder

My tears were lightening

My sorrow thunder 

But now the storm has cleared

There may be more

And others

But the greatest storm has cleared

Cleared my airs

And cleared my heart

You were once my life

Yet now I can see

You were never

 The light inside of me

You were just my air

The air that I breathe

Without filter

Function 

Or formality

I no longer need your air

I just need word 

Words of truths

That set me free

Free

Free

Free

Your stagnant air

Was for a time fair

But fair weather too

You're gone

And I'm gone too

Yet now

Yes now

I can truly say

I was blinded by 

Your once love of me

But now

Oh now

I can understand

That this man made from dust

Won't turn to sand