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Things and Thoughts About Ladders

A former ladder bid farewell to it's
home of the last thirty-six years, it's
cap was tipped to the side, guarding
non-existent eyes from the burst of
meteorites. It's rusted stands were
legs walking away from garbage-strewn
concrete and streets.

A final night alone. Don't stand
by me to hold me up safely with
your slowly worn hands, I always did my job.

But no, I can't walk farther than this,
so I'll collapse in on my frame, this
barrier that wont allow me farther,
my very own self, so when you come again
to open up shop you'll see me there, stop,
drop your lunch pail and remember, in a burst
as a meteor that I loved you with nurturing
gratitude.

Your cologne I will remember most, and your
warmth when you leaned, and your shoe treads
as they hugged my sides.
Written by jadielue (Jade.)
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