There's a space at the intersection
a gap between you and me
between yours and mine
a mis space
a leaping place
territory beyond around unsaid
thick with possibilities
thinly breeding mis understandings
or overstandings
thoughts too hardly thought
or less thinked than thought best
There's a space between the gap at the intersection

Kate Nobbs. Untitled postpoem. Words, oil pastel, watercolour. 2005