The In-Between

Not awake, not asleep,

not a clue, not a dream,

or perhaps I am, and maybe, just maybe, it is.

My families' women cursed, or gifted,

the in-between hold clues to the future, as well as the past.

When dreaming we see the clues, sometimes mundane, sometimes more.

Walking the in-between doesn't always yield importance, or immediacy. Sometimes it takes years for your clues to mean something.