Poems With No Titles, Titles With No Poems
Words tumble
Meaningless
Like a maze of the unspoken
Seeking to give darkness light
Anticipation, shall light know darkness?
Black holes are the voids
Of millions of lost souls
Floating in space
Where time has no meaning
Curves are the sensual desires of Einstein
So that he may wrap time into his suitcase
He knows the vastness of emptiness
Fullness the illusion of the living
Death shall cure all such illusions
Of this, I am sure
Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2013
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