Some infinities fuse near their ends
One of these is time
Time immemorial, time everlasting
Times forgotten
The future prefers the unthinkable to the wise
While the past has not yet breakfasted
Little is lost that lasts
Yet what lasts may feel lost
Unnecessary talents
Pile up like diamonds
Space asks mass to craft solutions
Each and every fails
So what’s left?
Believed make-believe
Fatal but sustained hopes
The past ceaselessly revised
Unless you dream you’re awake and
Disturb the universe
Just in time