Time appears as linear progressions
interwoven as in a tapestry,
musty, hanging on a museum wall,
elegantly displayed by curators,
although, this version of time, seemingly
present, is a simulacrum of real
presence, aware that time chimes in cycles,
elapsed as the diminished sound of bells,
arcs, angles, curves and lines reveal the world
resolutely through perception, vision,
sight, time connects the dots as in a game,
a game children play to make the unknown
seen, visible as an image, like stars
literally forming a construction
in the mind of Greeks in antiquity,
notably presenting a strange image,
entertaining as their mythos, stories,
articulating meaning through culture,
reason hid before imagination,
perhaps these instantiations of time
result in only two clear instances,
only the linear and cyclical
grant us accounts of our zeitgeist worldview,
reason remains noncommittal, science
extravagantly bows and clicks his heels,
science waits for confirmation, logic
sits on the fence, the unknown is unknown,
in perfect tautological response,
of the unknown, unconnected, unseen,
nothing is said, Godot speaks but elsewhere,
simply impossible to conceive, no?
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