in betweens

In the 
in between

worlds 

   collide

atoms fizzle
like the tops of 
freshly tapped 
Coke
and their quiet
murmur
plays the sound
of creation

Here 
in the 
in between
language
dwindles
to the powerful
surges 
of energetic
material
vitality
soaring through air
with the 
velocity
of leaves ripped
from branches
in the thickest wind
nowhere to go
but everywhere to 
be

What are
the 
in betweens?
the quiet
      spaces
the massive
      corners
the deep
      silences
filling 
      teeming
           expanding 
through
and 
in 
all that is
and 
will ever 

      be

The in between
cannot be felt
or seen
through crude
      clumsy
            human 
senses 
but must be 
acknowledged
viscerally
through the tiny 
tendrils
of UV light
leaking 
through
us
and around
us
      every 
            second

they must be
recognized
by the heavy 
carbon dioxide 
particles
pushed forth
each
and every
      second
brushing up against
all
the in betweens
and dancing 
their intimate 
tango
with fervor
and 
grace

the in betweens
are here
in these 
vulgar
clumsy
human words
clinging 
to the pixels 
like vines from a tree
swinging 
closing the gaps between
words
between
thoughts
between
all
       that
             matter(s)