Sometimes we don’t walk the line,
We walk line by line,
Single-spaced.
The words between us like linear
Gaps, unsettled, tucked in white,
Double-graced.
Breaks aren’t so bad as they seam,
Little quiets where our bodies
Single space.
Sometimes we don’t walk the line,
We walk line by line,
Single-spaced.
The words between us like linear
Gaps, unsettled, tucked in white,
Double-graced.
Breaks aren’t so bad as they seam,
Little quiets where our bodies
Single space.
When I’m spaced out,
All I need is more space.
How to turn it around,
And close the gap.
A true poet!