unʞnown now / by Jonathan Fiero


Tomorrow has become today

like a steady tick of time

but what is time, is it real?

or must we only believe

escape is possible...

Leading on to the unknown depths

which is the correct direction?

one goes left, another right

or is it only forward 

roam ever toward the night...

Today has come from tomorrow

yet, see nothing out of place

how is it, time controls us?

mind undone, a full deep breath

settled, for all is now...