Hidden within this wordplay is a play on words.
If you can’t see the answer, then your logic is absurd. That’s right.
I hear everything, yet nothing is spoken, not a word.
How much space can time hold; if eternity is the bird,
we all chase, why does it fly away? Her wings span, only to fall from the
sky one day, not money.
is everywhere and nowhere. It’s plentifully scarce and
Or is it?
Ascribe my curiosity to be requisite.
Jones, My Opinion
Inspired by: Edgar Allan Poe