The Climb
i am on a stony peak
inches from
a ledge overhanging the sky
below me
rock ravens circle
on warm thermals
a tiny village
has dug itself
into a deeper world
than eyesight can reach
my companion
is dangling his legs
over clouds
my toes are curling
legs vibrating with
a thousand knotted chills
my fellow climber is whopping it up
waving his hands in the air
in a wild endorphin rush
god I wish I were younger than my bones
and forever
just this moment old.
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