On the Fringe: A Dialog©

The Parent:
" Don't walk there on the ledge
It is unsteady
And Unisuitable
Impossible to keep your
Balance
And even when you grow up
You cannot
For you have to be
Here or there
Not between
The solidity of the ground
And the crazy tumult
Of the fall
On the fringe"
The reply:
"What fun
Flirting with danger
Of being neither here nor there
On the ground
And at the same time
Walking on air
One step safety
The other fall
Careful on the edge?
It's the danger that keeps me happy
On the Fringe"
***
The Teacher:
"Decide
What you want to do
This once
Either work
Or Play
Not possible to do both
At the same time
For it is
One or the other
That should hold your attention
You must do each of them well
And neither gets done
When it is
On the Fringe"
The Reply:
"What blithe
Freedom it is
Twice as interesting
Being involved with this and that
At the same time
Starting both
Proceeding
Different dimensions
Different energies
Neither gets done
If tackled alone
Both well done
Together
On the Fringe"
***
The Friend:
"'My friend ' is how
She introduces
Everyone one
This that and the other
All Diaspora
Types diametrically opposite
Yet close to her?
Yet neither one nor the other
Are close enough to the heart
A snob
Or completely uncaring
Involvedly uninvolved
On the fringe"
The reply:
"How nice
To know all
On the surface
But know
No one at all
People- Interesting
Subjects to study
Not my type
Different Places
And none intersects
No lines
Me the curve
That unites them
On the Fringe"
***
The lover:
"Me she cares for?
Or him?
I do not know
She loves me
That is certain
But tells him all
Intense, deeply felt
Our love
Her only man
Me myself I?
Then why him
Callous
Selfish Unfeeling
Passionately Cold
Both his and mine together
How can her love lie
On the Fringe"
The Reply:
"Fire and Ice
Hot and Cold
Yes
The love of my life
Is two
I love and love equally
Differently
I need him
Also him
Separator
Different Feelings
Each as intense
But neither can understand
Or Bridge
The overlap
On the Fringe"
***
Voices:
"The rest
Of the world vanishes
If you can see us
And be among us
For we once were
But ceased to be
Once this claimed us
Come here or remain there
It's for you to decide
And maintain
Us or them
Not be here
For there is no "almost alive"
Nothing like
On the fringe"
The reply:
"Life and death
The balance
Tenuous
Yet fragile
But I am neither
Rather both
Alive and Dead
Here and there
This and that
Now and then
Because
I am the bridge
On the Fringe"