Bouldering

If boulders were corporate america
My sister was a white buisnessman
She could scale walls faster
Than winfield's flyball
Hit that bird
She just rose
Until the carabiner
Cracked
When the white lillies were wheeled out
I was asked to perform a tribute to her life
It didn't go well
You could say
I hit rock bottom

 

ZoeBee

VT

19 years old

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