Rob Schackne #1039 - Waterfall

Waterfall

                        h/t Lance Convey & Co.

Bathtime, limestone white

with smooth holds like
a gentle day on the crags

seven barbies arrayed on the lip
they have no need for men
(anyway there is no apparatus)

the token male is Ken, poor Ken

there was a party there was dope
there was soap and soap on a rope
there was nudity, Ken even wore a dress
before she went over the edge

they peer down where she lies
motionless, face turned to the sun
no way to get to her, no belay
except the weight of seven bodies
from petroleum’s deep well of gifts

this will equalise the anchor
someone should abseil in
check for pulse and respiration

down he goes to help his sister

innocent ardor is not to blame