In between

the moments in between
are often better than the living of life
nothing has been spoiled
failure and disappointment do not exist

no one has yet said
don’t read to me from the paper
on Sunday mornings or
your mother’s a controlling witch

no one has yet refused
to hold your hand on the walk
from parking garage to concert hall or
stopped pretending to like your friends

time does not know it will ruin
the unpainted picture in our minds
cause us to lose the moments in between
and make happiness end

how do I capture the time before
Pachelbel’s Canon
desperately expensive gifts
coffee as our religion

where do I send my prayer
that time freeze like
the interrupted signal from space
to my television

and allow me to live on the blank screen
to live only the moments in between

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