Notes on the Necessity of Reinvention

walking down the long tiled halls of

this industrial vessel listening to the

murmuring voices of the crew of this

lost Dutchmen I contemplate the

necessity of reinvention and the

circumstance of temporal reincarnation

deep in thought I am watching my feet

pace the gleaming floor and my friend

traveling in the opposite direction asks

what are you looking at Rod and I

reply time travel I am watching the future

if I look at the space just ahead of me just

one pace further down the hallway I can

see the future not far into it but far enough

that I am time traveling into a land colored

with the necessity of reinvention and the

circumstance of temporal reincarnation

my friend pauses and after a moments

consideration advises soberly don't trip