Tuesday, November 3, 2015

GRAPPLING HOOK

Deliberately digging in
to something
tender there

and hidden
at the top of her—

secretly
I climbed
by nights;

only—to wind up 
stuck 
when the lights came on

nowhere 
near the brittle drop 
ceiling,

twisting 
from a 
knot, and marveling—

how she! 
was also 
my only emergency contact.

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