Friday, March 28, 2014

Mountain creep

Joyous summit.
Reach into the distant sky.
Grab the soaring white clay.
Imagine the infinite, the unobtainable.
Form masks and fold dollars. 

The climb; slow and tedious. 
The decent: rebellious.
The atmosphere: suffocating
 
 
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