The land of Could Have


In the land of could have

I paved open roads and set up structure

In the thin membrane that protects and isolates

I tried to cut through and mix your air with mine

I sat back and on my hands as time marched on by

Whatever transpired in that snap of time, just did

There were no explanations

In the land of could have

Anything that seems probable ends up most likely not

Against the looming horizon

Is where the dump of broken dreams and unheard wishes lie

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