In my garage, where I tinkered away,
with gizmos, and diodes, and flickering lights,
to find out the which-way each wire unites,
while building a massive machine array,
with its octopus arms that engulf the bay,
and dials watching the wrongs and the rights
of electrons, as the current excites
the passage of time upon the display.

"Hurrah!" I exclaimed in paroxysms of joy.
My garage had become a Time Machine.
So me in my car can travel through time
where all of the Epochs are there to enjoy
and History's genuine truths can be seen,
or reveal an unexpected paradigm.

I started quite small, going back just one year,
being sure I could go in and get back.
As success ensured I was on the right track
making methods of moments perfectly clear.
Prepared with the proper traveling gear,
I planned out the vital things that I should pack
for amazing trips through a time warp crack.
while praying that I won't just plain disappear.

Adrenaline rushes each time it starts up,
As apparatus starts loudly to whir.
Then POOF, it's engulfed in a bright hazy blur,
to be sent on the way without a hiccup
until stopped to find out where we were,
observing the historic actions closeup.

I visited eons I wanted to see --
the dinosaurs, Romans, some cowboys and kings.
Visited Lincoln's and Jefferson's dwellings,
smoked a peacepipe while in Red Cloud's teepee,
fished with Jesus on the Sea of Galilee,
sat rapt at Shakespeare's dramatic tellings,
and marveled at Merlin's wizardly spellings.
All was beyond I imagined to be.

Then I came up with a marvelous plan.
I'd fix on a timeframe, and then I'd commute,
to live in the present, but play in the past,
to leverage a forty year pricing span.
A house. a car, and a cabin to boot
are things through the time-warp will last.

I owned them back then, and own them today.
Where the prices were considerably cheap,
way before there was much inflation creep,
paid for them with my millennium pay.
When a mansion would cost only $40K,
and at $3K, a car was easy to keep,
whether Cadillac, muscle car, or a Jeep.
What a wonderful, new, time-traveling way!

Commuting in time is now my routine.
All nights are spent in nineteen sixty five.
I know all outcomes, so my gambling thrives,
since my days are here, in twenty fifteen.
I'm successfully settled, happy, alive,
and travel to places no others have seen.