Somewhere along the way 

somewhere in the day to day 

somewhere in the night to night 

somewhere between 

feeding salivating dogs and watering drooping oxcalis 

computering dimness and aching hand tendons

putting in light bulbs and done been inserted into the basest human dramas

this monotonous beating and that rush of cool from the air conditioning vent 

ear drops and nasal sprays 

the suffocating heat of dark cars and the stickiness of sweaty jeans

sitting uncomfortably on patios at midnight and staying home to watch the bricks 

falling asleep midmorning and weighted down by darkness on a bar stool

searching for a reason to say and not wanting to say anything at all

not believing and being afraid to walk outside at dark

somewhere between here and there

you and me.

Somewhere between 

this brain forgot that life was to be shouted and joyed and spent

and then remembering

wrote.

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