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Climbing rope

I have been rappelling

in strange places

and terrified

alongside my joy in the views

 

and I asked you for praise

but really I meant something more essential,

trusting you with my lifeline,

asking you to stand guard

with your strength

where I need it,

asking you to remind me

that you don’t have a knife,

and call encouragement

on my journey through this pit

or maybe cavern

or maybe bright mountainside.

 

I have no clue

and barely any right to ask

but am asking anyway

and want to believe

you have already agreed

and these tugs are yours

and not just imaginary.

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