FredPeyer

What If

Hovering tacitly at the edge

Of consciousness

A thought “what if?”

Gnawing relentlessly

Unstoppable, uninvited

 

Finally, giving in to

Inexorable demands

Converting the past

Present and future

Into a spreadsheet

 

Formulas made up of

Opinions and values

Numbers made up of

Feelings crammed

Into field after field

 

Changing the past in

Our minds to experience

A different outcome

With every change

Unsure of the results

 

Imagining the future

Creating multitudes

Of improbable facts

Concluding in the end

It does not matter