Ice On The Stairs
Slipping on that slick first step one of three two more to go barely balancing treading on two starting to recover on the drier third Up right and steady, ready to rock Upon hitting bottom or is this the top
Slipping on that slick first step one of three two more to go barely balancing treading on two starting to recover on the drier third Up right and steady, ready to rock Upon hitting bottom or is this the top
The long hard gradual awakening remnant of a bruised slumber peels and rends like dry burned skin leaving charred sheets burdened with little tears of yesterday in small pools clinging fast making small salt edged circles on the fading woodwork of old memories