Can God do what he cannot do,
can a circle then be squared
Can choices made be taken back,
their history stripping bare
Can memory lapse and then recall
the things it chose to miss
Can time be stopped as life goes on
—there chained to ne’er exist
(The New Room: October, 2021)
The Trap
Its flow an accordion,
to stretch and compress
A double delusion,
old memory suppressed
New moments upon us,
the instant revealed
Time claiming them all
—redundant concealed
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
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