between words

between wordsthe space between
words-

those precious gaps
lies can’t find,

remain
pristine,
mint clean-

free from request,
demand-

rants proceeding
flailing
hands.

live happily in nooks
between words,

in dusty old
books-

oh shelf

in forgotton old
study,

dodging
‘those’ looks-

that push
that shakes

final words
from me.

© Anthony Gorman 2018