By assuming “forever”
is our future,
we lose our past
in its mist.
We step into
fog and forget
what clarity
we had,
what we stepped
away from to find
this. We assume
forever,
then are swallowed
by coming dark.
All the signs
of ending might be
right behind us,
might have been
in plain sight, might even
have been discussed
incessantly
and we’d still
never see their like
in forever’s fog,
the haze that covers
our imminent end.
Whenever we claim
forever for a future
we assure that there will be
no such thing. It’s
too good a myth
for us to deny.
