Cardboard Stairs Poem by cody passey

In oil and steam
In liue of air,
Found cardboard stairs
And morning green.

In birds unheard,
Out in the rare
Like voices bared
Behind the scene.

Impromptu counts
Sweat kept hidden.
Little laughs
And secrets smitten

Yawn
For dawn can't keep from rising
Hope
For simple plays rewinding.

Guiltless of another sway
Grateful for a pleasant day.
Leaning easy on a fridge
Smiling, flirting with the edge.

Honestly easy to know
Easily honest to go
Knowing that, honestly though,

It's better to play it safe
But still to play.