“I Think I am Untitled”

As a writer and human being, I am always seeking the challenge of challenging myself.  A writer’s group I have recently joined (Brooklyn, NY) provides a platform to be challenged and criticized.  It ensures that there is no allowance for a “comfort zone” when creating art that remonstrances status quo and social ills.  The result is below:

I Think I am Untitled

Up the stairs

How many stairs

How many stairs?

Lead to how many flights?

 

Preparation of the legs

Reaching new height

Many stares

Upon many stairs

 

Long strides

Produces extra sounds

Creaks that peak

Around the surroundings

 

Causation of building

Muscle mass

Strong lungs

So….how many stairs?

stairs

Eyes still staring

Seeking out flatlands

To rest joints

At the flex points

 

Views of dust

Slight debris

Welcomed to the nose

Invasion of some sorts

 

In flight

Upon a few more flights

Then I’ll reach

A much needed break

 

Creaks are peaking

Hope increasing

Tongue is panting

Patience is thinning

 

Okay now, okay now

This is it

The flatlands are here!

The extra sound as {{{ THUMP }}}

 

© 2016

E as Poetlove Water

 

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