the space between two antelopes
is a canyon,
the distance between two shoes
depends on how hard you notice the ugly one,
the time between being strange and uninvited is
that it already happened to you,
your understanding
between the most important thing in your palm and
its counter weight
is your grand misunderstanding of
quantum entanglement,
(you keep forgetting that love is a spirit spinning on two intertwining vanishing points, that are unmeasurable, unmistakable, and will punch you in the face with their absence.)
leave your prayers in a Walmart and
hold your neighbors unfamiliar hand.
the castle of snow is fried.
the space between two cantaloupes
is an antler
and I have nothing more to tell you.