Borderline #45
October 27, 2000

Borderline between what you want and what you need,
between walls and wide-open spaces, between opposites and magnets. |
Down long hallways with red walls and into little black boxes.
Borderline between confinement and reckless abandon.

Sometimes it's like looking at things through a coke bottle
and sometimes it's as if someone ripped off my flesh,
making everything too close and abrasive.
Sometimes I shut myself down,
turn off the lights, lock the doors
and crawl into a dark corner of myself
and hide.