Accidents

if you see a cloud go by

that bears a strange resemblance

   to consequences for the choices you made

                          or maybe you paid

            to have them written off as bad dreams

          at two a.m. fevery in the morning



and if a shadow passes over the sun

  that unblinds your shutters

    to the bombed-out fields of self and doubt

            or maybe you forgot to think about

         the nightmares from which you awake

      to find you were never really asleep at all



                   please don't worry:



they say that to distant galaxies time's travelled so far

               our lives have already bloomed

                      and wilted a thousand times over

they say that somewhere we've never been born

they say that we might stretch on forever or to every outer edge of the universe

and every moment's already been cast and decided



                     don't worry:



they say there are no such thing as accidents

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Guinevere Blades's picture

Yeah,they say there are no such things as accidents,and i believe them..it makes me happy to read a poem by you again! I missed your extremely weird way with words!!this makes me feel hopeful..that is the vibe it puts off.Eccentric poem,i love it. byee

LaRae Amy Dawn Lohstroh's picture

Your writing is so to the point, but it always leaves me wanting more. Well done.

LaRae