Tomorrow and tomorrow..

Tomorrow will be broken

and all its voices spent,

the gathering of knowledge dispersed

colours rendered blank

words voided of meaning

and hope bartered in the market

for cheap reassurance;

when tides fail and

time runs out of itself,

what excruciating silence will follow?

what timbre,

what depth

reverberating down

the centuries, millenia, aeons

To end here at this point,

insignificant and dismissed

without ceremony

from its own presence.

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