interstice

Perhaps if there is time

This concept could be 

Explained: it labels what
Is, yet I find it a nebulous

Explanation to women, love 

To runs in the early mornings
And walks in the eves where

A moon guides detracting from

the gloss of the dogs' furr
If there is time, if not do not

Worry, the labels will continue 

To bring a semblance of our
existence in this abyss' dream