The book will end, eventually
the ink trails off the page
for want of anyone at all
an ancient bygone age
The close will come, eventually
words, prose, and better lines
no rules or noted interest
forgotten patterns and designs
The sum defined, eventually
all equations posed and cracked
what equals everything we knew
obtuse, acute, abstract
Nov 10, 2020
Nov 10, 2020 at 9:06 PM UTC
The book will end, eventually
the ink trails off the page
for want of anyone at all
an ancient bygone age
The close will come, eventually
words, prose, and better lines
no rules or noted interest
forgotten patterns and designs
The sum defined, eventually
all equations posed and cracked
what equals everything we knew
obtuse, acute, abstract
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