One Witness
I know when I am speaking of epistemology
but not when I am not. And there is all that time.
The time before the interval,
and the time after the interval.
We have been locked in an airtight canister
and shot into space. Space begins
to organize itself around the interval:
it has gravity. Not enough gravity, perhaps,
to deflect a planet from its course. Not enough
canister, perhaps, to hold that much
interval, not enough time, were it whole,
complete, in its entirety, an interval
rather than this: it packs down.
And you don’t know in time.
Posted 03/01/10