Rope-Climbing

Rope-Climbing

A Poem by Abraxasbird
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I feel like life is like climbing a rope...

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Burning sweat slides
Across scorn skin
while
Hand over hand
I pull
To what heights I can


Blisters spot rent palms
Where abused calluses
Abused again, scald;
The least of my stresses


With every inch gained
The air thins,
My strength wanes,
My vision swims


But the flames pressing stench
Holds my scattered attention
And forces my dole ascent
Through my sore condition


Licking up the rope,
That propane nightmare
Dispels my hope;
I'll be abandoned mid-air


Beneath the blue sky
Above the red Earth
Within mind, body, and time,
My soul, to suffer dearth

© 2011 Abraxasbird


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Compartment 114
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Abraxasbird
Image: rope_by_wazzasay-d34bzzf

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Added on August 21, 2010
Last Updated on October 19, 2011
Tags: Life, Struggle, Pain, Unending

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Abraxasbird
Abraxasbird

Canoga Park, CA



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