A State of Matters

Once upon a somewhere else

Before the clocks had second hands

Hours passed by unseen by eyes

A universe of rubber bands

The way of life just bounced along

There was music in the twang

That stretched a range of vocal chords

You can imagine how they sang

Yet sing they did symphonically

With much inventiveness they skipped

Using words that came from anywhere

Elastic strained until they ripped

Torn apart they scattered far away

Unshackled from the tautly pull

To spring anew to fresher magnitudes
In theatre houses far from full