In Between
Somewhere in between the beginning and the endSomething to look at is that what you see
Something to work for something to buy
What is to live for, living to die
Still, caught up in the downturn swept along in the spin
Faith and a promise of doing without or Kingdom within
Hoping for not much and much more or even pretend
On either side of an imaginary window of pose
You see what is supposed to be but is not the same as those
Things that whisper constantly a numb shouting screen
Wanting an answer instantly somewhere in between
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Written on 2025-10-25 at 17:12
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