Hovering tacitly at the edge
Of consciousness
A thought “what if?”
Gnawing relentlessly
Unstoppable, uninvited
Finally, giving in to
Inexorable demands
Converting the past
Present and future
Into a spreadsheet
Formulas made up of
Opinions and values
Numbers made up of
Feelings crammed
Into field after field
Changing the past in
Our minds to experience
A different outcome
With every change
Unsure of the results
Imagining the future
Creating multitudes
Of improbable facts
Concluding in the end
It does not matter