(poetry) by tanktop Sun Aug 09 2009 at 13:35:54

Man, woman, smile, child.

Before now, younger.
Once, we were children.

Before that,
a gleam in the eye,
a smile, a possibility.

In 500 years, remember me?

Timeless, boundless,
part of all in one reality.

We see what we can see.

All that is present,
most of the past,
some of the future.

We see a few parts.
We slice and dice.

Choosing the parts.
Yes, and No.

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