Spaces Between – Beth Rust

By July 23, 2012 2012 runner up

Spaces Between
You are a door locked,
key swallowed.
You are a room.
Outside people look
through frosted glass
at outlines that seem
to shift and settle
like overgrown moths.
Inside you are
cluttered ideas piled
high, accumulated
knowledge filed
haphazardly on shelves;
you are movements
disturbing dust.
You are the deliberate
spaces between things, gaps
like wide open mouths waiting
for more.
The empty light socket;
the carpet across which shadows pool
but never meet.
You are nothing but echoed footprints
and settling silence;
a window that stays
closed against sound and sun;
the dust that is never let out.

Beth Rust
Yr 13, Karamu High School 

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