Steps!
There are twenty-seven of them
I count every time
I am forced to climb
either up or down.
Twenty-seven in each direction.
Twenty-seven times the hairs
ripple along my neck.
Twenty-seven creaking, squeaking,
moaning and groaning steps.
Twenty-seven down
to the basement door.
Twenty-seven up
to the living room floor.
Twenty-seven
chances to fall
twenty-seven bounces
just like a ball.
Twenty-seven cries
within my mind.
Twenty-seven times
I feel muscles bind.
Twenty-seven breaths
I cannot take.
Twenty-seven crashes
I pray not to make.
Twenty-seven steps
and them I run free.
The twenty-seven STEPS
no longer hold me!
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