this far
on this side,
a shaft of light leaves half
in shadow -
and what is not there overtly,
what I can't quite ...
here.
the midway,
the fine balance on the fence,
a heart that could be going
either way.
do I wait.
is there something I could ...
?
what is said,
set insights,
so different,
so luminous,
so absent.
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