It’s like climbing a sheer rock cliff.
Sometimes there is a place to stick
The tips of my toes, no matter
How small, to hoist myself up just
A little farther to the top.
Sometimes there is absolutey
No..fucking…hole or crevice.
I stay stranded there in my gear
Ropes still, not knowing what
Repel down and start again?
Stay suspended, paralyzed,
And what is at the top anyways?
Why am I climbing this cliff in
The first place?
Perhaps there is no small crevice
Or hole, because humans were
Not meant to climb cliffs anyways.
Time to repel down, give up the futility
Drop my gear, change my clothes
and walk away?