Of Time and the Nebulous

Someday, they say,

stars will stop

gelling—the

hydrogen and

helium gone.

Someday, each

star will call it

a day & go to bits.

Someday the day

will be as dark as

night, the hydrogen,

the helium snuffed.

Someday, in, oh, say,

ten billion billion years,

time will eddy & stop.

Someday deep will

call to deep with

nothing here at all.

Someday here will be

empty like there,

in, oh, say ten billion

billion years . . .

So off we go to

corral the OK.

Off we go to

fish for the net.

Off we go, a link

in the unchained.

Off we go to someday.