The Time Being

Didn't you want to tell me something about the beginning?
About the beginning of a beginning?
if there ever was such a thing,
or is such a thing,
since I supposed it would have to be in this tense,
intense,
don't you suppose?

Did it take you the whole of your life to see that being was only another way to begin,
see what I mean,
begin with being,
don't you suppose?

We had to move things around a bit to get this all to make sense,
such is a dastardly life,
the one where we worry about murders,
and red rums,

And would this not all be that much easier,
if we could be the palindromes we believed existed?

maybe we could,
yes, I think we could,

could,
would,
should,

with all our being!

make this the beginning
the beginning of the end---