whisper slips
winking wordless
distant misty
dream shores.
What if?
screams
choked sobs
sweats
opens up the night.
Above is a cheery little poem fragment I've been working on for exactly a year today. I came across it in my journal and thought... what if? What if we play the What If Game today. If nothing else, it's an exercise in imagining alternate universes. Might come in handy if someone is writing a sci-fi novel this month. So here are a few that have been kicking around the noodle. Feel free to add your own. Feel free to provide answers if you have them, too.
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What if, like in a dream I had once, I had a small hand growing out of my left index finger that gave me advice?
What if the whole world simultaneously decided that Kim Kardashian has nothing to do with anything?
What if all my Facebook "friends" were actually all in the same room together?
What if my dad had gone to Canada instead of Viet Nam?
What if wishes really were horses? Can you imagine the smell?
What if I had married the first person who asked me?
What if I ate only bean nachos and sushi for the rest of my life?
What if my kids were horrible and annoying? Would I know? What if they really are and I just don't think so because I'm their mom?
What if suddenly there was no more electricity, ever? What would we all do?
What if someone actually read this blog and commented on it?
I read. I ponder. No comment.
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