The Hamlet Project

“There is space there.”
Someone asked him what he meant by SPACE and he gestured
Between their two shoulders
Between their two chests.
With some people, that space becomes charged. There bubbles a little
Charge in the atmosphere. Sometimes even a person outside the circuit
Can feel it or see it
As if there were little waves of light
Or little floating motes
A shift in texture.
Between lovers, the space is elastic, isn’t it?
Sometimes charged with affection and love
Other times with resentment or fear
And sometimes a mix of all of it.
Who could actually sum up what is between you? There is space.
Understanding more
Becomes very much more complex.