Spelunking by Connor Kaplan

Spelunking by Connor Kaplan

The sun rising over
the mountains saying
the day is over.
But my day has just begun.
These mountains are special.
A hole deeper than
any other, exist here.
To the center of the
planet some say.
Today I shall go
into it, never to
be seen again,
but I am ok with that.

Living life to the

fullest. So I jump

using ropes of metal.

At first I notice

the light is gone,

and then I feel cold.

Cold? It should get warmer!

I feel like am in

the mantel by now.

hot enough to make

diamonds the size of

cars. But then I see

a tunnel, do I dare?

Why not? So I swing to it

and walk through the hole

in a larger hole.

until I see a light.

But there should be no light.

Am I still alive?