Between
There is no sense.
There is no time.
When you exist
on the fine lines.
Strand by strand
your threads unwind.
When you exist
on the fine lines.
Isolation and fear
entwine.
When you exist
on the fine lines.
Tears mature;
they age like wine.
When you exist
on the fine lines.
The ordinary worshiped
as the divine.
When you exist
on the fine lines.
Life and death
are redefined.
When you exist
on the fine lines.
There is no sense.
There is no time.
When you exist
on the fine lines.