Climb over. Be here. You’re almost seen.
I’m trying. I can’t grab on.
Hurry up.
My fingers slip. I lose my grip.
Tumble back as far as I’ve come.
Get up. Do it.
I can’t.
You Won’t.
Twist away. Peel off. Retreat.
Come back. Please.
No.
YA Contemporary Author and Poet
Climb over. Be here. You’re almost seen.
I’m trying. I can’t grab on.
Hurry up.
My fingers slip. I lose my grip.
Tumble back as far as I’ve come.
Get up. Do it.
I can’t.
You Won’t.
Twist away. Peel off. Retreat.
Come back. Please.
No.