Nothing is real but there is now
There is now is a way of life, the only way
That life knows how to express itself
And it is the expression that subtracts itself
From itself
Meaning that if you were ever right to begin with
You were wrong
You were only right in so far as you expressed more life
You were wrong in every other measure
Like a measuring cup with a hole in the bottom
You have to keep filling to maintain a certain death
