Now

My fingers touch a future 

My eyes disavow it even happened 

My heart dreamed it long ago

Shadows occupy the perimeter 

The light waits for the right time to enter

Suspicion keeps fences between then and now

Sentries report things to show they are working

Noone sees anything 

Truth is allows the first causality

Inneuno commands reality 

Warriors raise swords of “what if”

Dragon breathe fire of reflection 

Souls torment the future past

The past futures taught them well.

I fell in the what if

I lost what was. 

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