. . . A simple twist of time
Stretches into the depths of forever
And curves back to devour itself
Like the ouroboros
And so you finally see
Mr. Möbius
How wonderful it is
To not just cycle
To not just be unending
But to create
And end
And create
And to finally understand
That we are as we always are
Trapped and dangling
Within the frailty of space
And a simple twist of time . . .


2 responses »

    • If I could, I’d love to group the words so that they form the “infinity” sign, but I think that would be too hard to read. That way, though, it would stress that the poem begins and ends with the same phrase.

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