An Answer Without A Question Poem by soren Barrett

An Answer Without A Question



Today is Friday tomorrow is Thursday
Hours into minutes grow
As I cut the board longer its weakness grew stronger
The future through the past into the present did flow
Everything's wrong the beginning and end are gone
Reality's an illusion
Although there's no link everything's in sync
But for nothing there's a solution

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