Close your eyes and it is there:

The possible.

 

Everything you recognize

And everything you cannot fathom.

 

Infinite differences limp and spark

Throughout the cosmic strings

That hold it all together

 

Where time surrenders all impression

And what we know as life is lost

In everchanging variations.

 

Far away they click and rattle,

The never ending planets,

Through their own personal suffering

 

Another us, looking up,

Failing to believe

 

That sometimes we are someone else

And sometimes

We are not at all.