Answers
Answers
It wasn’t the noises,
It wasn’t our voices.
It’s somewhere
In middle
We stopped for conclusions
For our stories.
It wasn’t gods,
It wasn’t madness.
It’s somewhere
In middle
We tried to find meanings
For our words.
And did we find them?
No, we didn’t,
That’s what
The whole purpose is.
To be answerless.