Stephen Hawking in a fantasy rush once thought the universe would max its tether, turn a mighty one eighty back toward the starting gun and run the show in reverse.
What if it were really so?
Would a butterfly return to pre-chrysalis days, crawl backwards on stalks and un-munch leaves?
Would Frost back-step up that diverged path to ponder his options anew?
Would we have to jettison those data cards that school has stuffed inside us and retreat to our amniotic broth?
What if it were really so?
Uh oh, here come the terrible lizards back for a curtain call. Don't you think it's getting awfully hot?
What if it were really so?
Imagine if you can, the silence following the great "thwupping" sound of the "gnaB giB".