still waiting for it to happen
waiting is the same as dying
I can take you back in time
I can take you forward
I can undo
and retie
but you must do this one thing:
lose your mind

and so after this,
bending himself till the crack of his spine split his ears,
he came
and from that day he knew
from the breaking
and undoing of things,
eternity flows

he flows now
a quiet power
but a thunder in the coming
famine