MountaineerA Poem by Katie Kistler
I’m moving at a snail’s pace with you
and it feels good, don’t it finding somebody that thinks like you? taking baby steps and looking away shyly to see if we should backtrack or keep on climbing oh, it’s a treacherous slope as you know could lead nowhere but it might just lead to home and I’ve been climbing back down for some time now crested at the bottom and took another look around realized that I could have gone down farther so I’m right back in the middle of it now do you want to hold the rope? or do you want to cut it off and never know what could have happened? the do’s and don’t’s leave the rock face behind and face it it’s a long way up, but I can taste it I’m staring at a perfect sunset with you and it’s so new, darling finding someone to sit and listen to you walk as big as you talk, if you’d like or never follow up, that would be fine you can tease me and laugh any time and if you want to, you can always drop a line and I’ve been saying that I’ll never fall again someone once cut the rope and I thought I’d be dead I only earned a couple scars and busted ribs but for you, I think I want to try again do you want to hold the rope? or do you want to cut it off and never know what could have happened? the do’s and don’t’s leave the rock face behind and face it it’s a long way up, but I can taste it home it could be home home it could be home © 2021 Katie Kistler |
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