Origin.

Evolution.

Streaming out,

along the ether,

and the corridors 

to time’s several doors.

 

Bursting now in me as

origin and evolution:

to the coming together,

the novel, the unity that lasts

for only this mere moment

and this unending cause.

 

I embrace it now, and enjoy its

precariousness, for in the bowels

of tomorrow it shalt be gone.

 

31/1/2021