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.