VIP (a poem)

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The ladder climbs up
Up into the sky
Higher and higher
with each single rung
Don’t you know
there’s only room
for one?

Feet on fingers
crushed beneath
as everyone fights
to be first.

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Author of “philosophical” thrillers, sci-fi, horror, and sometimes the plain old bizarre. Buy my books on Amazon: https://amzn.to/2FyLbCT

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William F. Aicher

Author of “philosophical” thrillers, sci-fi, horror, and sometimes the plain old bizarre. Buy my books on Amazon: https://amzn.to/2FyLbCT