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Monday
Jul082013

Rope

ROPE

Tied for the anchored,
Lassoed by the cowherd,
Wrapped for the captives,
Sliced by the artist,
Lowered for the fallen.

The mountaineer ascends,
knowing his life depends
upon unknown happenstance –
the endurance of fiber within his hands –
while I remain on the ground, land bound,
contemplating biography & its end.