#11 (From, ‘what's Really Happening - In 54 Numbers’) Poem by Peter S. Quinn
#11 (From, ‘what's Really Happening - In 54 Numbers’)
What lies ahead in time and space?
Where shall I be tomorrow?
I'm counting minuets, hours, days,
Resolving up all my sorrow.
Trying to make words to a tune,
Restless going through an agony.
Like the darker side of the moon,
Revealing all inside of me.
Broken chains and bending ways,
A future you cannot borrow.
Queen of hearts becomes of spades,
What will she be wearing tomorrow?
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