Spaces

There is a space between my dresser

And the wall

A space between my bed

That the pillow slips

Through

There is a space

Between my brother’s

Front teeth

One he worries about

A space between

Between

Between

That my lips meet

There is a space between

Where I stopped writing

Letters to my future wife

And now

There is a space between

Myself and confidence

And I suppose

Here is where the problem lies

 

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