Flat Circle

To be loved is to be changed to be loved is to eat one’s own tail no to be loved is to give birth to oneself no to be loved is to recognize that time is not a flat circle your life is not a flat circle your relationships your friends your loves are not a flat circle you are not doomed to repeat them you are doomed to look back and be able to choose things differently time is a spiral time is ever moving forward time is looking back on itself time is revisiting those wistful moments time is sending you postcards from your past time is letting you write letters back to it time is letting you send the postcards to the future yourself time is letting you throw the postcard in the trash time is all these things love is all these things time is none of these things love is none of these things to travel time is to be changed to love is to be changed