In between

By Danny Villarreal

     Sitting on the corner of 23rd and 24th

     Calling for the aethers that they might bring forth

     Lost in a place, green without hate

     Where the sun never rises and the evenings are late

 

     Dropped down into the endless flame

     Cooled and drowned in the water again

     What we once called life is now all light

     What we once called fear is now all fright

 

     Passive contractions lead us to heaven

     Nothing to stop us from breaking the seven

     Back from the darkness and into the dawn

     Awakened by silence in a world long gone.

 

     -D

 

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