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Here we are

Caught in the space between

The mountains and the abyss

With no path up

And no stair down

Eyes above and

Eyes below

A jaw that snaps

Clicks and bites at every move.

Here we are

The dirt beneath our nails

Our holes a prison’s comfort

With no true words

And false faced grin

Eyes above and

Eyes below

The trap that snaps

And holds us in our limbo.

Here we are.

© All original writing copyright Chris Nelson 2000-2020