And we could joke about the future,
Smirking into the morning.
And afraid we might be right,
We hesitate to touch.
The nothing there,
The something there,
Might prove to be too much.
And we could have all we wanted,
Shrinking into our perfect places.
And afraid we might lose it all,
We hesitate to make anything.
The nothing here,
The something here,
Chokes me everynight.
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I had a dream last night. The dream was all about music. In my dream "We Would Be Us" was the name of a band. The band was asked, if you could be anyone in the world who would you be and the answer was "we would be us" I woke up having to type this into the computer to see what came up. This poem is great. I know your post is old and don't know if you will see this but I wanted to share.
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