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10,000 and climbing
The air,
Wafer thin,
Cuts the curvature of your throat;
The muscles in your thighs,
Burn into dead matches;
Your lungs,
Gasping, never filling;
Your heart,
Beating until it bursts;
Your mind,
Trapped in itself,
Blank,
Speckled by the mountains, the rivers, the shadows,
A welcome change from its own weight,
Now stripped away.
Free.
The oxygen floods your body,
As if seeing the sun for the first time.
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This piece was inspired by the hike to Casper/White Spider/Crags at Jackson Hole ski resort. I think the poem speaks for itself :)