the stairs that twist and twist
into
the air, up into
the castle tower,
my legs begin to weaken.
at each
port window
i stare out
at the increasing distance
between me
and the earth.
i keep going up
and up
and up, until i reach the
top.
i'm dizzy,
frightened, a wave
of fear comes
over me.
sweat is pouring off
my brow.
it's happened, again,
vertigo,
no different than when i
made my
wedding vows.
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