IN BETWEEN

what happens at 

the end of something

you’ve written

a poem a story 

a song a myth

it’s left you

with all that you’ve hidden

alive in a messy rebirth

what happens my friend

what happens is this

you are left floating

in your own blue sea

the sky above

burns magnificently

you study the world

around your prison

the door is now open

you can leave indecision

your cell has a poem 

a story a song a myth

the jailer discovers

and guides what comes next