Exercise 0: What Happened Next
In my worries I am plummeting down steps,
industrial, medieval, breezy welcome
stairs like little landings where a foot could catch.
Walls on each side
Railings which guide my nervous grip
I see it.
The alarmingly tender face
Which haunts my world.
Walls close in
The only way out is
Down
Toward the bane of my
Existence.
Its eyes glowering, mouth grinning
I unquestionably saunter toward
My biggest fear.