in between

The truth lies  
neither here nor there 
But in the spaces between 
how are you and fine 
and the hands 
that pass a napkin 
or drop a card 

In the anticipation between
the message sent and the reply 
or the coin toss and the landing

Or it may lie in wait 
on that spot on the floor 
to which we turn 
when we greet 

Let us say it is still
tangled in the creases 
of the sheets
we couldn’t straighten 
And in the amends 
we wove with threads 
too weak to withstand 
the change of season 

It has nothing to tell us 
we don’t already know


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