Poem 13

Reverse logic

Time rolls backwards
We start life from the point at which we would have had our last breath
With a wealth of knowledge as if having lived before
And gradually we become younger versions of ourselves
Until we escape
Until our atoms escape back into universe like we never were
Our very existence never having unsettled the atmosphere our presence never being here
All but a dream, foggy and fading as we awake into the reality of nothingness