what we have is faster than travel:
did you call me ?
i thought for a second
of unnamed millennium
where each of us stood
a time-piece
able to control each moment
in time and memory.
did you call me ?
i thought you did.
the light between us constant
it has no date or memory
like the universe
it is an interval
neither forward nor back
but bright and still in constellation.
did you call me ?
i thought you did.
At that moment
we are utterly motionless
And as wise as Methuselah.
did you call me ?
or was this silence
so perfect it went on dividing
unseen and beyond any interval ?