Empty Intervals

There is no timeless space
Just as there is no paradise
And we cannot manage
To imagine either fully
For that reason. We try.
We use our filter trick,
Trying to furnish the scene
In our thoughts by keeping
Some phenomena while
Eliminating others. Close,
But no. We can't animate
The place where nothing
Ever happens. Our memory
Fail to retrieve phenomena
But the events we retain
Still carry the traces of those
We've strenuously forgotten.