The is No Answer

Who were we then?

Where were we going?

Where did we end up?



It is nothing.

It is everything.

It is life.

It is death.


Where were we?

Where did we go?

How did we get there?

How naked were we?


Who answers?

Who cares?

Who wants?

Who needs?


Is it all bullshit?

Is it all truth?

Is it all fantasy?

Is anything real?


The desert of life?

The rhythm of song?

The slither of a snake?

The empty desert?


Nothing is there.

Nothing to see.

Nowhere to go.

Nobody answers.

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