Climbing
D
O
W
N
A rope
an ancient plastic
rope
Tiny pieces come off
stick to your hands
to your fingers
and your palms
they itch
Makes a
scratchy
scritchy
noise
rubbing against your jeans
as you
slide
D
O
W
N
here and there
there's a knot
stop and rest
sit
for a second
not the best
but it's all you've got,
start climbing again
You can't stay there
forever.
Lose your grip
slide
D
O
W
N
Too fast
your hands burn
red
so do your legs,
your cheek scrapes against
the rope
it feels like it's on fire.
Brace yourself
for more pain
squeeze
your fingers tight
so you can slow
you scream
in agony
but you've stopped.
You reached
another knot
look down at your hands
and bite your lip
hard
******
salty,
taste.
One by one
little blisters
newly forming
dotted
across
your palms
throbbing.
Continue
your
journey
C
L
I
M
B
I
N
G
D
O
W
N
A
R
O
P
E
Staying up all night
traveling
is normal now
you've learned to ignore
fatigue
You don't even look
D
O
W
N
Anymore
You've accepted this
as your life
Never ending
Pull of gravity
Calling you to
It
You notice you've hit
A knot again
You sit
But something feels
Odd
You glance down for
The first time in months
Startled by what
Greets you
Below you
Is a hangman's noose
So you've reached
The end of your rope.
Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 2:56 PM UTC
Climbing
D
O
W
N
A rope
an ancient plastic
rope
Tiny pieces come off
stick to your hands
to your fingers
and your palms
they itch
Makes a
scratchy
scritchy
noise
rubbing against your jeans
as you
slide
D
O
W
N
here and there
there's a knot
stop and rest
sit
for a second
not the best
but it's all you've got,
start climbing again
You can't stay there
forever.
Lose your grip
slide
D
O
W
N
Too fast
your hands burn
red
so do your legs,
your cheek scrapes against
the rope
it feels like it's on fire.
Brace yourself
for more pain
squeeze
your fingers tight
so you can slow
you scream
in agony
but you've stopped.
You reached
another knot
look down at your hands
and bite your lip
hard
******
salty,
taste.
One by one
little blisters
newly forming
dotted
across
your palms
throbbing.
Continue
your
journey
C
L
I
M
B
I
N
G
D
O
W
N
A
R
O
P
E
Staying up all night
traveling
is normal now
you've learned to ignore
fatigue
You don't even look
D
O
W
N
Anymore
You've accepted this
as your life
Never ending
Pull of gravity
Calling you to
It
You notice you've hit
A knot again
You sit
But something feels
Odd
You glance down for
The first time in months
Startled by what
Greets you
Below you
Is a hangman's noose
So you've reached
The end of your rope.
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