this wall
immobile immutable
fragile membrane
a construct
the illusion of infinity
contained
splashed with mind echoes
and memory fragments
washed with laughter and tears
they say that time travel is impossible
the physicists and mathematicians
this is the law
but they haven\'t touched the wall
pressed their ears up against it
to catch the distant voices
the truths and lies we have hidden
they look to the stars
they count numbers on blank pages
all they need is to capture
that waking moment
before the dream fades
to see that time is nothing
but a painted canvas backdrop
in a cheap theatre
pretending that the whole world
is encased in a tiny room
time travel is impossible
that\'s what they say