Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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The edge is an invisible crack
circling the globe, true line
of separation that divides
ourselves, runs right through
a north and south, internal
external, objective subjective
point of balance between sane
and your psychiatrist
witty droll or somber morose
spilling out or taking in
fate chooses our personal drift
few succeed, straddling the rift.

Jan G. Otterstrom F. May 15, 2014