The wondrous in-between
hides pleasures and hopes;
hides roping fears unseen.
It swells up when it copes,
it swells up with desire
morphing, stretching strange,
ignites the warming fire,
a peaceful, mindless haze.



Wand'ring through the deepest depths
that clash in total silence
around my sullen steps.
Through Eos' sudden violence
find I myself between
what is real and still serene,
watching lands that haven't been:
The escapist's dreaded dream.