On the edge of forever's teacup.

It pulled then pulled me apart-- 
Black transfixed into forever--
here the standstill won't get noticed... 
at least by me: 
though you watched me fall 
into the black abyss, loosing 
all my pieces into a jumble,
I am still at the paradoxical edge
waiting for the final brew 
knowing I myself will percolate 
and the Universe will take a sip.