I climbed to the bottom of

the bottomless pit

it was dark and damp

I picked up a pebble

And threw it up as far as I could

What goes up doesn’t always

Come down.

I thought maybe I could dig

My way out

But down is down, not up

And what goes down doesn’t

Always come back up.

And no shovel can build me

A ladder tall enough

To crest these solid walls.

I love you, and I think that’s all