do things ever really change?
it was silly of me to suppose
time could pass in any way
but the way it has and I am
a bit disappointed that I
could not bend space like I thought
but I’ll get over it eventually.
I was banking on that mustard-seed faith,
I was banking on the power of conviction
to make it my way.
I guess I didn’t want to have super-powers anyway,
I just wanted to find a wormhole
to fall through momentarily;
here is a rabbit’s hole, you say
here is a looking glass.
I guess the approximate is good enough,
it was silly of me to suppose
it would be any other way
than the way it has always been
and I am a bit disappointed that I could not bend the fabric of the universe,
but I’ll get over it.
(c) 2007 Dorothy J. Burk
