If you could look forward and see yourself looking back,
wouldn't that be a neat trick?

Time dilation aside
would you like to ride on that exploding mass?

Or to pole dance on the edge of a black hole
where no light escapes and be
as blind as a mole.

Peaks and troughs as the creator coughs and passes
a cloth over the lens.

I'm awake or dreaming of such
when I touch on the secret
of what is not known
and forget.

Laugh?
I'm still wet behind the ears after
sixty one years
fearful of getting soap in
my eyes.