Moving Up To Go Down
I am slowly finding recovery is a penrose staircase
I climb, I step, and I see you on my walk to the coffee shop
you wore jeans and a black T-shirt you looked at me like your
very existence should be an apology and suddenly
I am at the bottom of the staircase
Climbing, stepping, climbing, stepping…
Copyright © Lauren Lee | Year Posted 2023
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