2013-06-17T22:56:36-07:00June 17th, 2013|Musings on life|

The almosts

If I met God
I would ask if the almosts
were real or just plot points
to make me think
I was steering

like how I almost
became a homeopath
and married the quiet man
with the beard

or how I almost
moved to Whitehorse
and named him Bose

and the time I almost
went for it
and then didn’t

if God could arrange it
I would ask
to see the movie
for each one

the unspooling of those fates
I extinguished
the taste of all those lives
I didn’t chew.

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