Jurassic Guilt

There is life without me.
But without me, I wouldn’t
know about that life.
It’s different from forgotten:
it’s never known.

Nay, it is worse than that.
This future is impossible
for me to know. I am
a tyrannosaurus rex
mourning never having
a clue about the possibility
of moonwalking with Captain Eo.

Copyright 2012
A. J. Hayes
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