Always Was

There is a threshold where the buildup and
the puzzlework that create situations is
forgotten in arc and in specificity and
there remains not the truths but only the memories
Structurally life reads as a tale that always was

The fundamental quandary with things that
elevate to always was status is
our natural tendency to assume things will
always be or even that things always is
Permanence is the final formal fatal fallacy

Never was never   is   never will be
tourists passing through the good parts of town at
varying intervals with varying memories of
the puzzlement that created all the situations
The buildup of everything that always was