hello.
i’m your next almost.
i’m your next could-have-been
your next never-was.
don’t fear my dear.
i grew out of the ground
blooming tow(for)ard you
as if you were the sun
and you trod upon me.
that’s.
fine
print at the bottom
of the page.
that’s me.
the cliffnote.
off the cliff
i go
off
to never never land
it never was
a place for us
to land

hello.
i’m your next not-a-chance.
i’m your next give-it-a-chance
your next missed-your-chance.
don’t fear my dear.
i bled from the sky
falling tow(for)ard you
and you pulled out
an umbrella.
that’s.
fine
tooth comb
finding in the honeycombs
the sweetness
that could have
dripped onto your lips.
that’s me.
your honey
your sweetness

hello.
i’m your next the-one
your next there-is-no-one-else-for-me.
don’t fear my dear.
i am your next.
not your last.
and as for me
don’t fear my dear.
i’m your next.
i will be
someone else’s next
too.