we gather around a ladder
i look up; it's is not that tall
i took the first step; it's firm
we are seeing tepeezoidal
stairs to reach blinking light
causing some to be uptight
fluorescent gathers darkness
store it at the end; blackened
which puts more resistance
to electron flow thru vacuum
evidence of unsteady brightness
cheap; replace or call repairman
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