Questions About Nothing

"We always find something, eh, Didi, to give us the impression we exist?" "Yes, yes, we're magicians" -Waiting For Godot

Godot

Two men by a tree.
Three “men” and a “lady” in a cafe.
Both do nothing, say nothing and mean nothing.
They wait, forever.

There isn’t a beginning, middle or even end.
Ends are hard to do,
So they wait.

The end does not come.