Time travel
And, yes
I see that time travel
Really does already exist
But not through the sciences
And through physics
But it exists through the power
Of our own words
To illuminate our own memories
And now through some
Subliminally hypnotic state of mind
One can see back
Into one’s own previous life
Not to extract precise, minute details
But to inhabit pre-existential optimism
A time before any ability to reason
Is actually set
A time before logic covers
All the dimensions of our thinking
And if we’re lucky
We can even dissolve
Back to a time of glorious superhuman
Space and time
A time when all things seem possible