One Saturday afternoon
in 1933; Warsaw, Einstein
exited his portal & casually
strolls up the street tipping
his hat to various passing
ladies; buying a cigar from
the last Italian living on the
block; the thugs from Grupo
13 want to know about this
mystery man who signs
his name Albert Magus
in the hotel registry
the last luxury hotel in Warzawa
where he takes his ******
is booked with diplomatic
dignitaries; they need know nothing
of the time-traveller whose
movements can't be traced
& who leaves no trace behind
although time has been markedly
altered it remains seamless;
back at Princeton Einstein
contemplates that as he can
go back & forth in time he
should be able to go up &
down in scale; that is to
become monstrously
large or ever
infinitesimally
small
.