in all the possibilities that lie in this universe
and all the possibilities that lie and any other universe
there is bound to be one in which we're togetherand if that's not the case
then there is one in which
we both look up at the night sky
at the same time
and see the same things,
babe the moon is the moonand i saw it in your eyes
and now im reminded of itwhen i look up
exhaling smoke
and inhaling clean air
babe, so many possibilities that
didn't happen here
just means more that happened
somewhere else
time is running in tangent linesall pulled taught like a string
and i'm in this one
or so i think
babe, time is irrelevant
especially in life
we know the beginningbut not the middle
because we can't define the end
babe, i might be stoned
and i might not even know
to whom im writingbut look at the moon
never-the-less
and call me
tell me what you see
talk my ear off as we lie in bed
and lie to each other
YOU ARE READING
The future has already past
PoetryWhile my mind urges me to write something more than I think I can be myself, I sit in my bed the light dimmed and music playing in the background trying to figure out why It's in this book that I will write more. I'm not even sure it matters. I'm...