A Fine Line

A FINE LINE BETWEEN DEVIANCE & PASSION There is a fine line between deviance and passion The same line borders love and lechery The barrier is not to be crossed, not even for a second It is not etched in sand, as that can be dissolved with the tide The line is bold, but the boldness dissipates in darkness This line is horizontal and vertical at the same time Not a cross Although a cross is sometimes used to measure the thickness of the line There is a fine line between dipsomania and moderation The same line separates the happy revelers from the sad sots The gate should be kept closed at all times It is not locked, as combinations can be forgotten with time The line is electrified, but insulation forms in acceptance The line is angled and curved at the same time Not a circle Although a circle is the trap for the poor soul who strays across the line There is a fine line between life and death The same line forms the edge of sin’s cold knife The blade unsheathed reflects the disappearing line It is a sharp and distinct line one moment and then in the next it is blurred The line bends when we want it to bend in our weakness The line is not infinite Not a universe Although the universe is too small to hold the line There is a fine line between forgiveness and grudge The lines of our words cross over and then return The damage is done and then the line is broken It is too slippery to allow us to hold on for a lifetime The line intertwines with other lines The line is only as strong as its weakest fiber Not invincible Although destruction is often the only solution to crossing the line There is a fine line between deviance and passion The same line borders the moral and immoral The barrier is not to be crossed, not even for a second It is not given to us, but is self-created in our prayers The line enters our head and divides the mind The line is in a book, a song or a poem Not fiction Although the line between fiction and truth is often hard to discern