Swinging From a Tree

I can tie a noose. A good one that won’t break. I know good ropes now too. I’ve always known trees.

I can tie a noose. Even better than I can knot a tie. I remember how proud my father was that I could knot his tie.

I can tie a noose. Even quicker than I can lace my boots. I remember taking time to learn all the ways to lave my boots just to lace one way all the time.

I can tie a noose. It’s funny that I just decided to try to make one today after getting into rope play and it’s intricacies.

I can tie a noose. But I’ve always had a rope around my neck and sometimes I get choked up on all my emotions.

I can tie a noose. I hope one day I don’t end up swinging from a tree.