Alive!

Divestment Supporter
(yes, I actually was one of the 2-4 folks who gets lost in Yellowstone every season. Lucky me I wasn't alone. And I didn't actually carry anyone out, I massaged my roommate's stinky feet to prevent frostbite. Doesn't that count?)

Alive!

waking up with crabs stuck to your feet
and climbing a mountainous slope with sleet
ricocheting off the hood of your torn pancho
landing inside your back pocket with vengeful coldness
tearing off the sheet in the rain
carrying your dying friend hopefully
to the place whence you came
a compass would be mighty helpful
a map would not lie if we're insane
the cylinders of ice we're melting
will help ease the altitudinal pain
air in our throats like fire
feeling so tired of the up and down
now hiding from the storm
now back in the forest looking for home

Published by Divestment Supporter

Hello! I wish I could stick around and chat, introduce myself even, but...Yeah, I'm really busy working on a new queer manifesto. Make yourself at home!   View profile

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  • Insomnia Princess 7/4/2007

    Rubbing stinky feet definitely counts. :p Wonderful story about a life-changing experience, thanks for sharing

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