The joints tighten up with each rung
Climbing to the top of the bottom
The porous beer essence through my dirty shirt
A reminder of the only antidote
It seems as though I have climbed this ladder all day
Or have the days ceased from separation?
From climbing rungs to climbing stools
to climbing meaningless relationship stops
I feel that all familiar sting
The cold air of life letting me know
I have reached the top of the bottom
I have reached the top of the ....
Yeah, I think roofing is a good analogy for how life can be, cuz.
Reposted to help you out
Thanks, big dog.
I like this poem very much :) I'm confused by the "Poetry Slam Entry #1" title, was this meant to be a part of https://steemit.com/poetry/@prufarchy/poetry-slam-challenge-8-if-i-ruled-the-world ?
Not bothered, just curious because this is a very good poem that could stand on its own :)
Now I want you to do the challenge and see what you'd come up with! I went through your blog and it seems this is your only poem. Hopefully we'll see more!
Yeah, I am kind of new here and I overhead someone mention it, and it sounded cool. I plan on posting more, but between posting using my phone and work, its been a struggle. Thank you for the kind words.
Oh man, I hear ya. Smartphone steeming takes a little time to get used to, but you'll get there! I just read your entry and enjoyed it very much. I left a few tips for you in the comments to help get your work better seen.