In Between

Inside Plato's Cave

there were no individuals.

Spectators, all.

And Inside Adam's lush garden

Eve had a 50/50 chance

to be responsible for the Fall.

Its hard for me not to envy

these antiquated places -

there were fewer people then,

thus fewer judgemental faces.

To be certain, stones were cast.

Alexander gossiped about a "loose soldier",

Cleopatra received hateful glances,

Brutus and Judas, with such names,

fated to betray -

and Romulus and Remus

such competition,

brought up on the hill by the bay.

And yet....

and yet with less "people"

and less "society"

and a much larger "world" -

how could one not envy the clear and present lack of threat.

I'd give my life to spend my time

worrying about war,

invasion,

the Black Plague.

Instead of the sting of a GQ magazine cover,

the invasion of some younger person majoring in

your major,

and most of all,

"community".....

And I return full circle

as I so often to

(unintentionally, of course)

A community is a group of people

gathered together through an indirect purpose

but fighting for something that they also simulatenously destroy:

Community.

A person leads to people.

People lead to society.

A society makes up a community.

And a community will destroy a person

......as long as we have a society in between.

And in between is where I shall end -

where all this mess begins.

Two lovers....or two drukards...

faithful or otherwise

together for one purpose:

to come.

and to go.

But that in between.....

that damn tricky in between.....

it makes all the difference.