Until You Imagine It Again

In the tick of time

that slogs around nothing

and flows nowhere it shouldn't be

comes a confused understanding of nothing

the nothing of what it is to be time

and timeless

to hear the hissing it brings

and takes

for herein unfold the cards

the script of potentials

the aboundment of possibilities

abutting the obstacles of infinity

while flowing without restraint

in the swirling illusion of confusion

turned face up for the first and last time

though nothing has changed

yet they flip and chirp for attention

as if never noticed before

and the walkway becomes manifest

just as the believing foot step touches its existence

as they bring themselves mutually into being

miraculously with every heart beat

and then just as quickly

as a slow eon's retreat

it evaporates into nothing

whenever your attention is removed

and once again you are stardust

where there are no stars to shine
and no dust to coalesce into anything

until you imagine it again