Imminent

It’s funny, but I had no sense of living without aim
The day before you came

Benny Andersson & Björn Ulvaeus

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a nebulous possibility

a fruit of Tantalus

tantalizing nearby

unreachable, intangible

 

an all changing nexus

a pirouetting pivot

swirling just

over the horizon

 

threatening to breakthrough

to seep under the walls

of my Hermitian cave

mores external and now strange

 

on a flip

all might change

beyond recognition

now, around now

 

Yes, it seems.

 

a scandal, a shame

long interred

in the mortuary of time

brings once more blushes

 

an inexplicable

a theorem obtuse

might cloudburst though

and there is…

 

Nothing I can do