~between A Rock & Something Else~
Though eyes fail to water, cactus dry not they be,
for between apart and letting go,
there lies a state called 'in limbo'.
Claw's at hand, splinter's inside
brings annoying pain,
The subtleness of feeling numb,
escapes words to explain.....
Go zombie-like from room to room
in passing idle time,
Pitty to waste a life that's given,
unless that life is mine.