relief rain struggles to be wetter than
the air and breathing feels the same
through snorkels as it does just walking
in the street clouds become the pregnant
bellies much watched discussed and bet upon
we inch collectively toward complaint
of repairs and leakage roads too slick
for safety the bills for power climbing
the way rich men line up on Everest we
say anything but this
Ha. Wonderful poem. I love it. *Although in Himalayan altitudes (and under such stress) the body begins to consume itself. Few on Everest would have much belly methinks! :)
ReplyDeleteSo much to love and enjoy here Kerri!
ReplyDeleteAnother gem Kerri. Reckon it'll rain today?
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