Chronomancer

A Poem by Declan

...So I beseech you to query my faculty
To odiously opine I’m subordinate to Janus
And to claim creatio ex nihilo, conduct so heinous,
Yggdrasill’s endless roots don’t fathom
My prodigious possibilities,
Yet finitism of me still a cogitation
But this thought itself has vulnerabilities,
For your neurons travelled an infinite chasm
And experienced an infinite instance,
All this would even make Tyche prance
As endless probabilities are my verdict

I am the infinite moment to spawn Izanagi
I preform the ceaseless rendition
I will always be the second you shan’t predict...