Just Across The Hills

If I were him,
I would have not needed transportation,
I would have known what I'm looking for,
It would be just across the hills.
But it wasn't there back then.

It's never too late,
But you always think it is.

If I were him,
I would have headed straight for the swamp,
I would have headed straight where it gets deep,
It would be just across the hills.
But it wasn't there back then.

It's never too far away,
But you always think it is.

There's no need to search the world,
If it's not there right now,
It will be, in the future.
If I were him,
I would have lived for centuries,
And I would have waited.

- December 06th, 2016


This can be a Copy is the Original poem and feature a popular fictional character, but doesn't have to. If it is, then it's one of the poems where the subject does not exist, but since the version of the world it's set in likely never existed either, it's kind of meta.

But if it is, the subject is known for losing one of his shoes and is not Cinderella. Since She is a reverse-Cinderella, it kind of fits.

Thank you, Magalí, for the convo that prompted this stream of consciousness.

One Reaction to Just Across The Hills

  1. M says...

    I'm hopelessly waiting for another one of those, you know. Stream of consciousness, offspring's born out of desperation, whatever you want to call it

     
     

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