Excavating the Stairs

Written by Andy Bonjour

Excavating the Stairs

The icicles are melting,
Pelting our steps with each droplet.
Wet dribble splattered,
Pattered predicting repairs.
Stairs drink the water like a dry hand.
Sand in the concrete that no one sees,
Freeze and frees.

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