“In-Between”
the texture
of memories
pester
past tears
welling up
with reprisal’s
undaunted
gathering
these storm
ever near
with forlorn
winding fears
battening down
the unfinished
latches of
karmic ridges
I tread the
festering
calmly
to wither
to fall
torridly
toward
to cross
un-privy
to the
rising
chorus
gathering
beneath
this canvas
of time
hollow as
a stillness
that clamors
for defeat —
I huddle unto
parched clay
beached beside
your river
wholesomely
you flow
sharing
unto each
soul
surfacing
security with
no reflection
no sound
I plunge myself
deeply therein
shedding these
in-between
spaces
to confide
inwoven
by your rising
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