Sluggish synapses mocking Cro-Magnon's first impressions,
Also gently leaning towards the nearest black hole.
And even time reversal, symmetry
Is baffled by the smirkless face of history.
Analytical avenger can't be held back any longer
By these self adhesive shackles
Arranged in sequential order
Up the spine of the self appointed
Full time re-arrangers of yester-eon.
Overwhelmed by the repeating pattern,
Yellow rain pisses in the well again
While closing in on rationed out repossession.
The fact remains, this is the wrong time line.