Senseless Wisdom Of Life

Ok, time again for another poem. It’s english but it’s rather different from what I usually write. You should read it top down. Every column is a line and there is not only one way this poem makes sense -if it does at all-, so it’s probably more a puzzle than a poem. Or a poezzle.

One more time

Another    timeday        What  passinggone        am  by I      I am  nothingit      supposed not  is        todoes      importantnot  Nobody         do  to  nothingmake  to  listen important sense say   ... ?

07.November 2006 – 23:25