They yelled at the equilibrist
as he balanced between
eternities.
Walk the line like
Johnny Cash,
high up way above
the solid ground.
They found it exciting.
And what does it all mean?
How can something be
defined by it's failure
to be neither one
nor the other?
Everybody was clapping
by now.
Bye now, he waived.
But maybe there is a continuum
of being and meaning
on the brink of something new?
A link, bridge-like from the past.
Oh! Did you see that?
I can't believe
You've missed it.