anti-inertial

am I not so
as is
as I want
alone
time and something other
once
I held an image in my soul
I was an image of my soul
living and being
roiling full inside
other features seen
heard and felt
passed by and through

in thoughtless absorption
every tiniest spec of nothing
a splash in a void
and seeing nothing 

is ever what I get
time to get what is seen
everything
and all that follows
every grief
ever formed
and joy prevalent
in time
so much more time
as I will give
for all
I can now ask