the inbetween days
the inbetween days
when turning is a mist
an opportunity
when not often
is a feeling
a thought that comes
but never remains
when going forward
or going back
is not spoken but is
an inbetween where to
hold the beholden
for a moment is
the sea’s breath
upon a cold last rock
in the nursery of dreams
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