Upon the Stair

 

As I was walking up the stair

I met a man who wasn't there.

He wasn't there again today.

I wish, I wish he'd stay away."

- Hughes Mearns

 

 

Stairs

One night as I climbed up the stair,

I met a man who wasn't there.

He wasn't there again today

I think he's from the CIA.

 

One sunny day I climbed the stair

and met a beauteous woman there.

Alas, she was not there today.

I wish she had not gone away.

 

One shadowed night upon the stair

I met a man with bottom bare.

I asked him why he dressed that way;

He glared at me and ran away.

 

Noisy children on the stair

Left toys and objects everywhere

I gathered them; tossed them away;

And by their mother have been flayed.

 

I live atop a long dark stair,

In an apartment cold and bare.

Why I don't move I cannot say.

There's no good reason why I stay.

 

 

 

Author's Note

Inspired by Hughes Mearns

Reviews

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I love this..
I just saw a tale of different lives through the "stairs".. Kind of felt like I was perched on the top step looking down, peering through the railing, and watching these lives in action. My, this is a brilliant concept.