Kaptain's Blog

the trench was deep
but there was a ladder
he clambered roughly two thirds of the way up
tiring as he went

then with each step he trod
it seemed as though
another rung was added to the top
while the ladder sank further
into the mud below

high above
a bird fluttered left to right
west to east
o, for wings!

he slid down and sat, cross-legged
on the damp, uncomfortable earth
his mind oscillating
between hope and despair