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Mount Everest

Mount Everest

I hate to be climbed
By egocentric humans
So traps are set
Weather weapons included
To shape cracks
Crevasses with falls
Where I have you
By the balls
Even at base camp
Starts are stalled
By the unknown
The unexpected
As men in tents
So fully erected
Can be blown away
Without being completely detected
While they scale up
Geared up
Stuffed up
Roped in
With crag bags
And carabiners
Somewhere tucked
Under their chin
Where Sherpas lead
The crevice bleed
An avalanche ends
What message seed
Sends to the altitude
Read my attitude
Get off
Of my fucking mountain
Just as I suss you out
I can snuff you out
On a scale of one to ten
My peaks reveal
What I am really all about
Is more than real
Than what you think I resemble
I am a nightmare
I am Mount Everest, thumping my chest
Not some lousy lump in your trash nest
In your cancerous breast
As you risk life and limb
Think about what I resemble
So before you begin
You must tremble

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