Poetry

Paper instead…

Sitting here thinking about

what coulda shoulda woulda been

and

what can’t shan’t and won’t be

because what may have been promises are now

promises that maybe shouldn’t have been promised

words that shouldn’t have been spoken

lacking volume and substance behind them

they have no weight

blowing away in the strong winds of life

like discarded plastic bags

littering the trees

next time I’ll ask for paper instead…

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