seems I can't get you
out from
in between
not sticking to one
or the other,
always with a slip
right down the middle
of things
flashlights search the sky
climbing up the light scatter
until the swirled staircase ends
in mist and glow
tap on shoulder,
fingernail dig on knees
rumbles from below
remind me to breathe
slowly
in the middle
of the moon
the stars,
of you and me
and everything
in between
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