she is what I would have been
five o’clock park shadow
the letter b.

she smiles in the way
I would have done
had it been,
or had it been me.

It won’t –
For all those reasons
not to.

I know.
But know still
that it could be.

so until we don’t,
and beyond the didn’t
will come dreams which voice
the reckless maybe.

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