And when all of that is said and done—
When all of what?
That, this whole thing with our being human beings—
You mean, how we’ve got ends and beginnings?
Yes, but more than that:
How right here, in the middle
this middle section
where things are moving around it
but not through it
not yet, not at least
It is filled with so many nothings
that only becomes something in distant memories
when this has passed and the spotlight’s gone
We would go down this stage and exit
likewise
this was only something we had wanted to pass and pass-through
and we did
Yet we’ve got to exit
Before the introduction could even feel real—
I wonder why you would think of it in that particular way?
