Vertigo

Scaling

Constructs of man,

Climbing higher and

Farther.

No ropes

Or nets to 

Stop a

Fall.

Her only 

Tools 

Are her hands,

And will.

Her enemies

Stand in the

Way

As always.

Gravity and fatigue

Are the first

And are the

Easiest to

Overcome.

The folly and

Poor thought 

Of builders is

Trickier,

But temporary.

The only one 

that matters

Is the fear.

Not of the 

Falling.

Rather,

It's the

Rising. 

She ignores it

And presses on.

Ascending to the 

Top.

For no conceivable reason.

Except

To be

On

High

And to be free,

Looking down

At all the stars of

Our city.