the mountain of life

i’ll just keep
climbing¬†until i’m dead
then all the thoughts
i left unsaid in my head
will leap into the sky
where stars have lead
a red sun into
the morning of my living
room, where i used to stack
my sugar up in spoons
to sweeten the caffeine
in my cup, when i
stayed awake and talked
too much to the moon
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written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: final