Doggerel.

Dancing with Eternity to a Rhythm of Monotony

These highways of hollow
These roads of regret
Paved with ponderings
Dreams of memories
Of a past never lived

To the left lies infinity
To the right, a knife
Along the road we dance
Without rhythm
We entertain death

Emptiness--our constant companion
A dried up fount of nothing
A comforting reminder
That after this lorn path
There lies peace