the rockface 

there’s always a point

where i make a choice. 

i either run at the rockface,  

clamber my way up 

and descend on the other side 

raw but triumphant 

or I turn around 

and find another way



and perhaps less content. 

I can feel my feet now

they’re moving backwards 

my hips are turning slowly

towards the open ground 

and there are mountains

in the distance 

but they’re far 

so far, 

it’ll be long before 

I’ll have to think

about the climb,



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