VERTIGO

Was with my friend

Who had a vertigo

Having climbed the mountain

Along the slope

And suddenly finding himself

At the edge of a culvert.

I told him indigo and the blues

Were true colours

And that he had to carry

A spirit level

Or plumb bob and line

So that he doesn’t fall.

Height is a tough thing to overcome

Unless you have a girlfriend

Who will come with you

On the cliffs.

(That is ‘on the rocks’

Made explicit for you!)

I was about to write a letter to a friend

But couldn’t find the pen

Then I found the spring

And there was no water in it.

(If spring comes

Can the ball pen be far behind.)