Time is a scratch on the
Unknown - a longing for the
Unknowable, the coolness
Lurking down the corridors of
Ancient caves —
Caves that have
Outlived us, and the most
Capable of
Our creed.
Us - the belligerent,
Disinterested dots
Milling about an
Indifferent universe.
-Anant Dhavale
( This is an older poem)
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