Thursday, June 14, 2012

No Expectation

There is a space that I slip into
Between pieces of me,
Straddling the planes of existence,
In limbo hanging freely.
Devoid of fiery motivation,
No iciness freezing me in place.
Suspended in time with no emotion,
Everything lacks substantial space.
Fatigue forces a shutdown
Of pieces to become.
I'm left hanging in the balance
Wondering to which torrent
I will succumb.
What new emotion will drench me
To push me from this place,
This void piece inside of me
Covered by a smiling face.
There is a space I slip into
Between pieces of me,
A place where there is no expectation,
Other than to simply be.

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