limbo

misty moons
rush overhead too soon

i feel the weight of living
all my days

my body knows the toll

but my mind
wills my hand
to dig in death
again & again

the separation of church & state
the separation of body & mind

always a moral & political
struggle inside

the time is now to decide

before everything disappears
and turns into dust

before everything has passed us up

i battle for the middle ground
everyday

the space between
reality and fantasy

where free will & action

unite