Snowy mountains and clouds. image credit: DHBogucki2018

You Had No Clue How Close to the Edge You Stood

First impressions made it through the half shut
door. You feel the burning eye scanning your
skin. Like a sandwich with too much mustard.
The gnaw marks have you worried. Passing tests
and hoping. Your heart hangs out boldly on
your sleeve. I didn’t come here to hide. This
is an honest investigation. We
can talk here. Working at a house of cards.
Deck thins until the aperture opens.
The faithful view collapses our attempt.
Ambition that never should have been
ends our childhood games.

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