In Time

Some infinities fuse at their ends

One of these is time

Time immemorial, time everlasting

Times forgotten

Every moment is immortal

Rhyming to the next

Lacking poetry, but packed with discomfort

The future prefers the unthinkable to the wise

While the past has not yet breakfasted

Nothing’s lost that lasts

While all that lasts gets lost

Too small to find itself

Unnecessary talents

Pile up like diamonds

Space forms mass to craft solutions

Each fails

At the last cast of fate

What’s first added was lost before

Choosing existence entirely optional

But the contract is never signed

One runs out of patience and arguments

What’s left?

As you feared at the beginning -

Believed make-believe, hapless errors, fatal hopes

All true to life

Yet you can skip everything

If you wake up in time