Time Machine Poem by John Prophet
Time Machine
Time
machine.
Creation.
Different
paths,
places.
Different
times.
Dimensional
divide.
Bounded
by origin.
One
big time
machine.
Churning,
burning,
spinning
time
immemorial.
Convulsing
time,
space.
Bending,
reshaping,
formatting.
Dimensionally
complex.
Different
times.
Different
places.
All at
once.
Infinitely
so.
Machine
of immense
complexity.
Beyond
scope of
understanding.
Always was.
Always
will be.
All,
somehow,
along
for the
ride.
Not knowing where we're going or where to hide. This great poem exemplifies so very well the mystery and anguish of Time. Wonderful, as usual
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This timeless poem exemplifies to perfection the mystery and inconsistencies of time. So deeply and well written we follow hypnotized, participating and absorbing the truths said that cannot be denied! Wonderful and timeless piece. Thank you!