Saturday, September 17, 2022

An Irresistible Urge


An Irresistible Urge
By Lord R.e. Taylor

You know not to climb the stairs
They have been in your nightmares
There is nothing for you at the top
Just torture, evil, and pain
Yet you endlessly climb
Your knowledge doesn’t matter
The stairs may end in the loss of you
That does not matter to you
Not at that moment
It is an irresistible urge

© Poem – IX/XVII/MMXXII
LRET


 

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