A Cranky (Poetry Month #15)

don’t get me wrong a niche twist your hand works into angular hole, ram skin against stone grain secure one hold of three above roll of water below fist into the dark unafraid of unseen more concerned with death drop riverside, pinioned a search for a higher hold and loosen fist in face of rock, a slight surface for feet or toes, remember to use your thighs, not arms to lift, and reach climb top a weight raises from shoulders, elation at achievement.


via Daily Prompt: Cranky

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