Alternate Universe

Poem By Laurence Overmire

I am haunted by the man
I could have been

He follows me down every
Wrong turn

The blocked wall in a maze of illusion
His face indecipherable and yet

Necessarily contentious
The making of ourselves

Hanging in the balance
The choosing of each day

Critical
With time running out.


(Published in World's Strand, An International Anthology of Poetry,2007)

Comments about Alternate Universe

Laurence You did not waste ink on this poem.nice work


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