Apathy is just one way to solve problems
By treating them like they don’t exist.
But know that as the question disappears,
The solution does, too.
Like tracing circles on the backs of
Old spiral notebooks and
Writing sad lyrics in the margins of
Love letters you have long forgotten,
It’s hard to make something out of nothing,
To snatch melodies and prose from feelings that don’t exist even in theory.
Open mind and broaden scope
And like synthesis for the time of now
You’ll find much more to believe in
From the future.