Laboriously, the ascent began anew.
Trudging along after another disappointment,
another slip
trip, miss
collapse

One day, maybe
it won’t be raining and Sisyphus
can try again,
try
and not do

The insanity is building now
you can see it on his face, in the
bulge
of those
beady eyes

Sweating, slipping, and sliding
back down again, another night gone.
The sun
rises
As do you.

Impressive, ironically, a story
of perseverance and fervor,
just
one
problem

Sysiphus was the name of a spider.