If you weren't real
I would dream of someone
imperfect and impatient
a woman who keeps her thoughts to herself with
her shirttails out

If you weren't real
I would draw pictures of you
blurry, rapid motion sketches
hair flying above a windblown scarf
skirts circling your hips

If you weren't real
I would make you up
write a long novel of you
various introductions and partings
serious dialogue and a ridiculous plot

No one would believe a word

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