A Mirror In The Mind

It's absurd to be absurd 

Yet what else is there

Acceptance of this nothingness

Delusion in reality

We are the leaders on the forefront
Of modern thought

What are we thinking

We are not

We are reflecting

Can you see us not

Dressed in robes of the abstract

A modern parade painted black

This is a declaration 

A return to Dadaism

And the new world of non separation 

This is not a poem

It is art

We are not a people

We are a thought