So you synchronize your clocks
And send them off at different speeds
In opposite directions
To bring them back and compare
Again to confirm Einstein.
There’s no universal now,
No universal timepiece,
No constant, perfect rhythm.
And this tells us what?
No point we make or measure
Can be more real than others,
Can ever be quite the same.
That’s not the same as nothing.
Oh the excitement
Of cosmic insight!
Collect them by the dozens!
We were the beasts said time was.
Who else would say it wasn’t?
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