Can
we cross the divide of time,
enter
another dimension
without
penalty or distortion?
Or,
trapped
between here and now
must
we see
this
imaginary world
as
reality,
measured
from a baseline...
what
does that mean...
no
measurement has value
without
its
starting point, or baseline.
Which
brings us back to
the
starting point,
and
we have none...
unless
we count the birth canal,
that
screaming, vaginal journey
from
nowhere to somewhere
not
anchored in reality, but
tying
us to place without choice.
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