Oracle

Dreams are our futures 

sharing with our pasts,

and we their interpreters,

frustrating the first 

and misunderstanding the latter.

We rewrite our pasts 

every time something changes

while pretending to live in a present 

that doesn’t exist.

See? 

It didn’t even last one second.

How many selves do we churn through

over the course of a lifetime,

and are any of them truly us,

or is there no us at all?