April 19 by The Running Son
The other side of Stasis
Without time, we might as well be stoned, or stone blind.
Hell, you could be a lime or a porcupine– or just a quill,
with no framework for identity, or memory or sanity.
You deny time, that’s all well. Really it’s fine, I won’t tell
so fumble for a framework of some other kind
but you’ll have to sort of go without “going”, since nobody
knows what they know or if they’re knowing
once they slow-cross in non time
an ineffable no-time line.
by Jim Aldrich