an odyssey

 Change the future and change the past.

All moments exist, simultanious

possibility & memory. Us,

trapped by feeble perceptions, last

 to understand dimensions unseen,

we deny eternity, we pray for

another life, a better life, just more,

never wondering what it might mean

until the collapse. With one future lapsed,

possibilities like floodwater, free

to overwhelm, threaten to drown, but we

flail thru the darkness, toward a repast

that will sate our hunger and may bring us

comfort, after pain, on a fair shore.

19 August '20