The Things I Never Did

How I miss the things I never did.

I remember an offer I declined

because it might have

projected me into some unknown

(and thus terrifying) future.

I might have met Dolly Parton.

She might have gifted me with

a hand-me-down wig.

Some agent would (might) have heard me

casually yodeling

as I went about my work

and there, in a lightning flash,

my life would (might) have taken

a new direction.

 

Do I miss that possibility?

I said I did, at the start of this poem.

But it isn't true.

I look back

on that life not lived,

that fork not taken,

and I feel myself accompanied,

even now,

by the friendly ghost of my other self.

 

I wonder how many similar forks

I encountered,

how many forks where I chose left

instead of right

(or vice versa),

and I honour

those forgotten unlived lives.

 

 

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