Apnea

Always remember that I control the oxygen. It is a genuine threat costumed as a boast. My patience is small enough to rattle around in a thimble, so walk the line or go blue in the face. A single moment of my displeasure can turn an entire friend group into writhing asthmatics. The one who yawns will be seen as a show off in the height of reprisal. Most will die under ten Mississippi's save those of who do not provoke. Locate my good side and nail yourself to it. In it is much reprieve. Nasal breathing is an extravagance afforded by my favor. Outside of such protection a baby elephant will sit upon your chest to scramble anything approaching restorative slumber. I carry healing balm and distribute to any that crack to the point of bleeding. It is a small act of mercy considering that every gapped mouth will chap the lip. No amount of mineral water can reverse the browning your house plants If I decide to withhold. They wilt for lack of leadership. Therefore be an advocate for your lungs and fear me in speech. Cherish me in thought, and regard me in exhalation.