I am between worlds
and walls.
Trapped in space and time
between here and there
and nowhere,
between then and now
and never.
I am between ways I once was
and wanted to be,
and am not quite measuring up to.
While in other ways
I have surpassed all expectations,
yours and mine,
in the most dazzling and
disappointing of ways.
With you,
I learned to adorn my walls,
mortar my bricks,
shine up my windows.
I chained my wild heart down tight
for safekeeping,
for you.
Without you,
I dance barefoot in this dusty hall,
keys jingling against my hips
with every mad step.
I sleep fitfully on cold hard floors
between these locked looming doors.
