Rule of Thirds

Rule of Thirds

by M. F. B. Porter

Stuck in this world, divided

I’m trapped from everyone

and they’re trapped from me.

There’s me, and there’s them

and the absence of us.

I try and fight my way out, or through.

I hope someone is

fighting to get to me,

but there is the wall in between.

So I start falling, or flying

or maybe holding still

and wondering where to go-

backwards, forwards,

around in a circle,

towards life, or afterlife,

with death in between.

But it’s hard to know

when no one’s there

to give you directions.