Love Poem: Time's Arrow

Time's Arrow

How do we distinguish between fact and fiction?
I want the truth without the friction--
No such thing as absolute truth,
No presence of evidence or proof,
No memory of facts and data,
Philosophy’s delusion is tearing me apart--
Forgetting Descartes . . .
I want,
I need,
I sense,
My hierarchy of needs is reversed;
All my incentive is dispersed.
To love illogically,
To enforce and regulate,
To believe what you are told,
Where does it all become narrow?
Traveling through time’s arrow--