Inter-
I picture it
The air outside
Pouring in
Filling my limbs
With myriads
Of O-two particles
I feel it
The death outside
Bringing to me
My needed dose
Of life
To burn myself away
I'm in between
Out and in
Death and life
Thing and being
There and here
I'm in between
Here and now
I know is
My self interacting
Feeling and thinking
Moving with/in
My non-self
