The in-between
or in betwixt
The spaces uninhabited
like a black hole
How do we know
If it is a hole
Or just a word
to fill in a verb
Energy vibrates
We like to calibrate
Give it measure
So we know if we can treasure
Fixated on knowns
Afraid of the void
Stuck on our owns
The rest we’ll avoid
Encountering mystery
brings too much history
Past transgression
of being fooled into submission
Someone with a louder voice
Coaxing us on their path
Not giving us the choice
or even a chance
To sit with the between
See what it might mean
Wriggle through discomfort
Attempt to confront
Spaces dark and unknown
Inside of our own
Easier to believe
Those who say they can see
better than we
What if their say
Is made up play
Their best attempt
To make sense
of their inner contempt
Striving and longing
to feel less fear
about the holes in life
that are just there
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