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Maybe this time,

time will work to my advantage.

Maybe today,

a day will pass the way I want it to.

Maybe tomorrow,

tomorrow will wait to begin.

Maybe again,

again will be the last repitition.



Maybe, just maybe, I’ll make a fort

and have it stand the test of time,

of rain, of wind, and of seige.

I’ll make it out of couches on their backs,

and a table covered with sheets.

I’ll see how high I can stack it

with cushions for roofing.



Maybe the cats will be its undoing,

or simply the builders’ neglect

in favor of other projects,

but most likely,

someone will decide

just to tear it down

in the name of progress.



Maybe. . .

something hidden in your basement

lost two heads and needs replacement

well I just fix it up

three head dog wants to mix it up