make up a song, get it wrong

a previous poem
inspired this one;
just like a wish.

each moment begat the next.
each minute necessary for what's to come:
newness and air.

that's all always,
and never never;
forever is just a maybe.

I'll sleep
when I am awake,
she says in her dreams.

she is me
and I am her,
just as this poem is nothing and everything.

you are only ever right
when you are getting it wrong,
because that's when you are trying.