POEM: Straddling Two Realms

I am an infinitely bigger fan of possibilities than probabilities. Possibilities change the trajectory of what is; all else is mere calculation.

Straddling Two Realms

He ate possibilities for breakfast
Awe ways
Kneading more room
And inevitable movements
He straddled two realms
Shitting yesterday’s possibilities
Mourning’s probabilities
A steady die: it
For calculating mines
Who want nothing more

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