To Write a Mountain
This will happen; this will happen — But to build and build and build
One must sweat off the beer gut, be shovel-ready
One cannot sit still, one cannot Speak of the mountain in the foggy distance.
One has to write like he’s being chased by Steve McQueen.
One has to work and build and get Carried away, for when it is said and done And when it is there And you are at its peak, You will never fall down again.