Climbed a Jagged Mountain
Razor top peak cutting the sun,
A full day sliced in two before my eyes.
Then a breeze burns this face without fire.
My legs cramping and giving out, yet I can't feel it.
These delicate little orbs of vision,
Protected within goggles frozen to my bitten skin.
An evil wind sings a death call in ear;
While I cling to a giant that doesn't know I exist.
Still, you'd swear it was alive,
Whispering threats at speeds that surely can kill.
Just one little sneeze,
Could blow this human bug from its wall.
I thought about giving it a hug,
But this unmovable monster is too damn big.
Could easily die falling into its belly button;
Finally past its private parts, so I'll just keep climbing.
Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved
Copyright © Robert Gruhn | Year Posted 2014
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