Gouache, 2019

What holds the oceans back?
What keeps the stars in the sky?
What marks the state line?
What helps relationships thrive?


Sometimes a line out of chalk,
Sometimes an ocean floor.
Sometimes an invisible force,
Sometimes a heart being poured.

Whatever the line,
Whatever the place,
boundaries protect us.
They keep us safe.

But of this I am certain,
a saying which rings true.
When boundaries are crossed,
you know havoc will ensue.

Hurricanes, meteors,
car chases, fights,
eruptions, chaos,
crying thru the night.

It is hard to set the rules,
it is hard to draw the line.
But even harder still,
is the pain if not defined.