Impossible Impossibility

The impossible used to be
Impossible, given belief,

Genuine, authentic belief,
In occasions when the sun stopped,

When bodies floated weightlessly,
When ghosts were only commonplace,

People and animals transformed
Into each other, and sometimes

People could sleep for centuries
Or return, alive, from the dead.

There was always a darker theme,
Singing how human life was grass,

And tides couldn’t be commanded,
But that only hummed undertone.

The truly impossible was
Truly impossible belief.

It may be impossible, still.
Someone’s still squaring the circle,

Dreaming of antigravity,
Planning on immortality,

As if nothing’s impossible
Except impossibility.