the ladder up against the old
house,
then climb,
and rise
between the trees, up
to the roof,
up to where the tiles
are loose,
the bricks,
the wood rotted,
the chimney,
i realize
how different the view
is from
up here.
how the world is reduced,
beautiful,
made smaller.
but is it worth
the falling, this fear.
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