The only unknown is the possibility of the end
of time. If the universe starts to contract, will
time run backwards?
(Big Bang, through all events, to the end wall
of Infinity's back yard, bounce back, perhaps things
happen in reverse order, and all the way back to
the first wall and the Big Crush. All of it in
a simple wave pattern of periodic repetitions.
Then, Again.
Little boy god gets thrown off the clothesline
on top of his dog and are both completely covered
by Mother Infinity's falling bra--they are small,
it has an immeasurable cup.)
* * * * *
Adam parks the car. We go in his room. Ten beers
are gone. He ties a knot and says, "See, there
it is." A knot just like mine earlier tonight.
It's his final proof that events repeat.
I could say that it doesn't prove anything. That
he's going out looking for the coincidences, making
them. That a knot on some string is a willed act.
Then he would say that if it wasn't meant to happen,
will or not, it wouldn't have.
I drink one more beer and think. I only see the
echoes if he points them out after they happen,
like falling stars that are gone. He doesn't hear
me say that coincidences are just coincidences.
Adam ignores it, expecting me to get beyond it
myself and remember that the future holds him responsible
for two more deaths. |