Time is not so straightforward, it bends, it kinks
There in the drop, the uptake - heartbreak
They say Time Travel is only in movies
They show us diagrams with straight lines
But knowledge and memory aren’t they time?
Instances with unknowable distances
Whirling and churning and wild
Always learning, always remembering.
I was deeply moved by this poem because I understood that we time travel constantly, either consciously or unconsciously. Though visually thinking about the future or wishing for the present to be different or magically thinking we can change the past.
Never at peace about the future, tingling skin of the present and wildly obsessing about the past.
Georgia
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