Its The Journey

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Its The Journey

Ah, sweet Life.
You variable bitch!
Which way shall I take you?
Standing up
or lying down,
or some way yet to be found?

You gigantic joke.
I'll give you
a poke in the ribs,
and try to understand
your glib tongue,
as I climb the rungs
to scale your slippery sides,
and overcome my fear of heights.

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nonsequitor commented on Its The Journey

03-15-2010

I do believe that this is the most layered poem I've ever written I'm really happy with the way it came out, the word play at the end...! nonsequitor / Frank

Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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