Stiff
I'd go all out for you
to be your best again
lose the ten pounds gained last winter
but what would it matter then
you will not come see
the fire on the mountain
nor open to the delicate
flowing of the fountain
Could we have gone to Bellengrath Gardens
or Wickie Watchie Springs
to see the mermaids swim around?
and of all the greater things
the ladders to the top of the world are down
still, we could have ridden the roller coaster
to get a little closer
than we were
but you couldn't see our position there
or where we may've gone if not for blur
and fire on the mountain's out
the stars in the skies are gone
fountains dried up off the cliff
but you continue on
and me
I fade into dawn...
from the editing
bored stiff.