By Laurel Ahlfeld
Date: 2003 Nov 05
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Stairwell

The noise of my flip flops mocks me in this empty stairwell
(Long since forgotten with the coming of the elevator to all but myself)
The echoing of each step the only proof of my existence
Highlights the irony that I am the only witness to their sound
Proof to myself that, yes, I am alive
Even as I pace these lonely stairs in the darkness
Half dead
(Half alive?)
Another sleepless night spent climbing from my dreams
(Climbing from myself)
An endless escape ladder ahead
As my own self begins to gain on me