Limbo

[Sparkydashforth]

  Hi Alex,
pithy and direct poem -

can't decide if your love's become poison or soma..............like the doubt in this conversational line.
it's typical tobacco teamed with cold coffee................."typical' threw me, 'ordinary?
crutches on which we navigate our particle of the cosmos.............'.I would cut navigate our particle of cosmos'
warm light beaming through the shutters
it's morning and we've sinned again...........love these closing lines.