I used to hike up mountain sides
Now I hike up stairs
Fluorescent light
Consuming down turned faces
Lonely old men in children
Lonely old men in women
Lonely old men in me
Preparing for death, not quite ready
But not ready for life either
Writing Challenging Boundaries
I used to hike up mountain sides
Now I hike up stairs
Fluorescent light
Consuming down turned faces
Lonely old men in children
Lonely old men in women
Lonely old men in me
Preparing for death, not quite ready
But not ready for life either
Hey, I like this poem. Well done :]
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