The God's Just Don't Have The Time Poem by James McLain

On the opposite side of a miniscule singularity
at the bottom of a massive black hole
the one from where this one started
I peered inside of your universe from
the one outside that was mine
there were bubbles inside all around me
where time for me never started
as I stood still
moving away expanding in plain veiw
was a universe bouncing back and forth
vibrating string's all around us moving
from one big bang to the next.