#713 - GNZ-11 - upon the face of the deep

 

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GNZ-11

upon the face of the deep

(artist’s impression)

 

I always look back

in the direction of beginning

 

it has an edge

so we must be far

 

there are no straight lines

centre is a vanish

blackness weighs

all that’s just the neighbourhood

 

say billions

see we’re far

 

all look back when we look ahead

it’s how we never catch the arrow

though it brought us

 

we were never there

every explanation as fanciful as another

 

one suspects another cosmos

from which light cannot escape

 

before the matter, what was there?

tilt and spin, set forth

may still be riding that wave

 

look back to

like the last white dot

on the screen now green

back in the day

 

what else can there be to do?

when you’re here you’re gone

 

look back then

where to begin?

 

exponential speck of a moment

moment’s infinite division

 

is as life’s flash before the eyes

say those who can’t have been

but were

 

nothing can be what seems

the information is an absence

of what it’s about

 

so much one cannot touch!

 

strobe worlds

and styrofoam

atmospheres fall all the way through

 

I always look back towards the beginning

just when I’m on my way

 

we are just the afterglow

know so little to be here

 

you always look back into time