the brink

It's the point where reality and shadow meet

The point where artfully shallow meets deep

The point where we gain and lose so much

The point where you and I lost touch

The point that unites and separates

The point of opened and closed gates

I am standing in between

like a thin mesh screen

I am the slick interface

I am the pull-together lace

Take me or leave me

love me or hate me

push me up or slap me down

a plunge me forth until I drown

I am the one that makes the connection

between your eyes and my reflection.