The Inbetween

In between work and college it seems. I struggle for air In between the two lions of hate and love standing there. Hates there you can't deny its unmoving stare Love seems lost routine over-rides friendship over-rides any love you once knew. If ever you knew a soft touch, gentle pull, small kiss Feeling. Maybe you did, Now things just seem black Not white just black coffee fills your cup. An endless night. A parched orchard apples hollowed out by lack of nourishment. I peer out the window and see the white bloom of snow-on-the-mountain. Broken, like me.