I’ve become the Grey
a traveler of the liminal spaces
the known and the unknown
both defined by the immeasurable chaos
of the things we’ve left unnamed
I am the complexity of vague answers and flexible truths
the grey areas
the places we recognize as necessary
in a world so focused on polar opposites
I am more doorway than door
open to keep seeking
something
on the way in and out
and back in again
the Grey [poem]
