In Between Poem by Bengt O Björklund

In Between



Quench this frenzied fire I
that long for oblivion’s water
at late rush hours of cries
and sentient queries call
for original states of ever more.

Forgive this printed bother
its balancing on blinding seas
with only this gravity falling
in between the two sides
any condition can offer.

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