spiderwebs
I want to climb
grab my rucksack, boots
rope around waist, i’m ready!
why grab a map when there are stars in the sky
impulsive! sweat drips from little eye brows
breathing heavy, my feet keep moving
one in front of the other.
don’t stop! no matter what obstacles,
bridges blocking? find a rope - you can swing
can’t you? don’t be caught stalling, looking
eyes only serve functions of navigating
sights look dulling? start to use hands
touching objects around you, darkness
is not, a scary thing. embrace the blanket
parachuting over you. it’ll catch you in
zero gravity times. if your hands are hurting
from snake bites, or stressful situations
finding its got you down? hands to your ears
echoes, they’ll knock you down
muffled sounds block out imagination
or does the monster get bigger the quieter
his footsteps progress? will someone
tap you, grab you from behind?
shove your wilting body into a bag-
hurling you over shoulder, impossibly trapped
with a smell of straw overwhelming.
don’t stop breathing! In fact -
never talk about discouraging things!
better to think positively, step into those
devilish positions, wiggle in between a rock
and a hard place. Figure out the best position
grow those muscles needed to hold your body
just like that. that’s the trick!
stronger you are, dependent not on your senses
motioning higher and higher
balance wading, muscles all on fire
swaying with the wind or heavy breathing
clutching the solid dirty rocks with your palms
don’t let your red stain, keep clean carrying
tissues, or pillows. my bed sheets i prefer
to the top you’ll arrive, spinning immensely
spin spin little miss, until you’re the only one
you miss.
