I want to know what is going on and why
even as it's unfolding (the time when it cannot be known)
hypotheses fly from my brain to my fingers (and sometimes mouth)
always premature, dependent on belief rather than historical evidence
to understand time my hands can only look back
because I don't believe in chicken bones telling a story after a scattering
so the future: unclear; staring into it though I do
present tense is confusion, past tense is a semi-certainty (only after enough time past)
critical analysis calls, I'm blocking the number; I fold my hands in front of me
and wait a year to listen to the voicemail
bygone days can be understood, to the degree any day can
only when they are by and by away
even then take a cautious look
from several angles, required
for in the final analysis, there are so many ways of seeing everything
more than I can remember
Roman Ryan 