each time we climbed,
there came the milky step wider than the rest
and i wondered how i used to step
upon ancient claws,
grandeur above a seascape with
frills of surreality around the edges.
when i was a little girl
i jumped the platform into the ocean,
and fell impossibly a thousand feet.
now i skulk up the backside of stone,
it gets higher.
i want something new
but really exactly how it was,
that’s why i get to the top
and look up
at bleak sky