There's a rambling staircase
Creaking shrieks with every quantitative step
Every bottle of potential and kinetic
Starting and pause
Forcing bold decisions and outright statements
Similar and replicated in the twisted
Mangled inner self importance of every
Mid-block Maslow sparkling mysterious
Diamond shine pyramid
It begs for an understand of the dialogue
Of chapters void of need; dead-centered on character
Development and evolution
I sit atop the railing
Legs dangle to the sides
Do I slide? or step
Unable to mimic or mime a mime
I see-saw between chapters
Down on the cold basement cement
Barefoot and bleary-eyed
You call to me to make a decision
Watching the grand staircases of Titanics
And theatre halls in my peripherals
I compare and gestate
Screams from the basement door
Remind of errands and chores
But your voice beckons a decision
Slide or step...
I wrap in the options
And gestate
I paint imagery of gliding para sails
Drifting down staircases like the ruffles
Of sea foam fishtail cocktail ensemble
I drool over thoughts of mountain climbing
Hippie granola ambitions
And I call to you push me
Up or down
But touch me
In the direction only your eyes can know
Are the most
Beautiful
