Why do I rock climb?

lucas Poems

As a disheveled Warren Harding once said: “Because we’re insane! There can’t be any other reason.” Definitely to escape the cutthroat competition the contemporary circuit of born-for-the-role contenders creates on the court (or field, or stadium) –– ‘cause I can’t keep up Definitely was seduced By the ideas of hanging from cliffs with only tips By the infinite approach, but ever distant mastery By the hipster-esque go-with-the-flow-as-long-as-it’s-against-the-current lifestyle Like a good song The joy of the end is the memory of the journey Every movement, every stressed cord The notes together form something unique A landscape that only complete concentration can uncover Also some of them are not as good Which gives you a standard for excellence Or maybe the endorphin high just makes me think these things Maybe it’s slowly driving me insane