Change changes change, always has
And always will, until change
Changes change so much it stops,
And then everything, nothing
Much, not at all, stops as well,
Inviting nothing.
Will nothing accept
That invitation
Or will change rebound
From no-change, change from nothing?
There’s no peeking behind that
Curtain. For us, ashes go
To ashes and dust goes to dust.
Life is change is nothing much.
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