Thursday, June 15, 2017


there is no beginning to this end,
nor an end to the beginning,
all there is, is the middle,

of nothing and nowhere

there can be no less of hope, when there is simply none,
there is no malady, but simply in the mind,
there is no mind, but in its own imagination,

this is mobius' mental eternity

absent hope is the salve,
to the non-existent malady,
of the imaginative mind,

apply gently