a poem a day: day four

"the world between worlds"

time blurs

cacophony

I write for who I was
and who I will be

I bridge the gap
with soft eyes, and a warm heart

I don’t recognise
the ones I used to love

it’s desolate

to change
to walk away
to be in the wilderness

and it’s also
a reclamation

space, time, energy
to breathe

I want to melt into the cracks between the floorboards

I want to surrender to
an imaginary
dream

this is the world between worlds

this is my heart
on a string

two questions:

1. what is your heart saying?
2. what world are you in?