Ladders are for Lovers

I've got walls delicately constructed

But they put China to shame

Silence for brick

And secrecy for mortar

Walls built hastily against the onslaught

But stronger than Berlin

With paranoia for my concrete

Bolted together with trepidation

And you can run your fingers

Across scratchy bits of stone

Caked in memories immortalized

In spraypaint or in blood

Crisscrossing names under the headline

This far but no further

And it hurts you just to know

That something exists on the other side

Something better

But you have no real proof

Except my exhausting attempt to save this metaphor-

I promise if you happen to have a ladder

You will find that on the other side

The freshly scrawled headline reads

This far and further still

And yours is the only name that will ever be written there.