Stuck in the middle

Between hither and nigh

Rock and hard place

The present and past

Squeezed in vices jaws

You simply can’t breathe

There’s that thing over

There that once was

Sweet comfortable and succulent

But has now soured

And this thing here

Plump exciting and promising

Cautious teasing and playful

Turning away from one

And towards the other

Causes a hearts thunderstorm

Cold and warm fronts

Colliding and me the

Kansas town hunkering down

Hoping for the best