Janus by Adam Soper

Look forward, look back
Look forward, look back

A double transition is taking place

I continue to string disconnected narratives together all that is needed to make them work is a strong belief and the correct adhesive.

We are all uniquely here
We are all uniquely now

Fractured byrdsong enters the picture before being quickly cast aside: now is not the time, the time was then and it will never be again.

No 'out-of-tune' and no 'in tune'. No tune at all that I recall. No tune at all to scribble down, in preparation to be inscribed into a time-loop: warping what it means to tow the line.

Look forward, look back
Before every step.
Look forward, look back
To hear it once is to hear it again.
Look forward, look back
Who is following who?
Look forward look back
Row upon row upon row
Look forward, look back
Look forward, look back
Look forward, look back
Look forward, look back
Look forward, look back