385 – Blip

It was not
A bottomless pit
Or a towering summit.

It was not
A torrid romance
Or a burning hate.

It was not
A sharp turn right
Or a bank to the left.

It was not
A blinding white
Or a profound black.

It was not
With
Or against.

So distracted
With the edges
We never see the center.

The middle path
Stays empty
And overgrown.

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