i saw the past in black and white

threads 

of unwritten words

of 

nonsensical rhymes 

fill up

my empty belly

another thing happened

while i was learning how to watch the 

world turn

i felt lighter

enlightened

no

that's not the right word

the world

oh

forgive me

i'm too caught up in my feelings

the world

is a literal topic

its history

is a mirror

an illusionists' facade

the past has already

happened

and so is the present

and so will the future

but

and forgive me

if i talk in my riddlish tongue again

but

we are living the past

present

and future

because

we live in the past

present

future

we are

what we were

what we are

and what we're gonna be

most of us

just don't know it yet