Sunday, July 26, 2009

Loath and Love

Today is that day.
The day I leave the spiraling staircase.
The day I reach the top.
I had already been there,
Once before like many. 
The rest have disappeared behind me. 
And there they stand and stare
Loath and Love, 
Their thoughts like sand in my lungs.
too rough to cough up.
And here I stand, 
At the top of the stairs.
After all that climbing, 
I wonder if my heart was always there...