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Where Lies The Truth?

the mountain looks spectacular
but I have come seeking the man on top

a sherpa is arranging my equipment

"have you ever met the man" I ask

"yes, many times " he says

"is it true what they say about him?"

"hey man, I'm just a guy
that has to lug your shit
up the mountain
and back down again.
Does that sound like a happy ending to you?"

I thought about it for a minute,
went into the base camp bar
and got drunk.

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: upstate New York USA, USA

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top.ksgnr

top.ksgnr

7 years 11 months ago

I really like the approach

I really like the approach that you took with this poem! I feel like we under appreciate people every day, and we should be nicer to everyone that we encounter! but I also liked your narrative perspective from it.

brittle light

brittle light

7 years 11 months ago

thanks newbie

thanks newbie
glad you found something to grab onto in this piece.
Ill check out your stuff soon.

Geezer

Geezer

7 years 11 months ago

Could be...

that he was just having a bad day! Lol. I really like that droll, sarcastic, sense of humor!
Your short works never fail to tickle my funny-bone and at least make me chuckle. ~ Gee.

E

eightmenout

7 years 11 months ago

Al

What an intricate and delicate scene you have woven. Seems to be more to it than just the beautiful pattern of tongue in cheek words.

brittle light

brittle light

7 years 11 months ago

HELLO SCOTT

I suppose.
I try to look at the people around "the man", the boss, the mentor, et al.
That provides some insight, a more circumspect perspective on who he is(?) or portends to be.

thanks for the very flattering observations.

Haven't heard from you in awhile.
good to hear from you again,