you’re living my life in the between places
not quite here and
not quite gone
trapped in the blurry area separating
the start from the end
as it were
you
my dear
are a lost fey child
stumbling in the grey zones
of this world and the next
never aging but
always getting older
time
is not your friend
You stand here in the doorway
frozen by your indecision
a life on pause
lost fey child [poem]
