On Experiencing Time by Josh Glasson

Cynical Wordsmith

With life spread out
Seemingly infinite
In either direction,
But distinctly
Not so,
It can be difficult
To elucidate the detail

When significant moments
Are forgotten,
Do they lose their importance?

If the future is so far ahead
That it’s hard to predict,
Is there any merit
To fanciful supposition?

Why am I now?
And why do my dreams
Seem to live elsewhere?

From places now forgotten,
Timelines bend
And stretch,
And continuing
Into that great unknown
For as long as they can.

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