The Future

So, I sit here and stare at the bleak gray sky. 

I stare at the keyboard

I stare at the future

I wonder what the future is. 

But it ain’t because it isn’t

Not yet

It’s a strange concept

We talk about the future, but what is that?

What is the future?

The future isn’t because it hasn’t come yet

It’s non-existent, and yet we know it will come. 

It is existent, yet it is not

The future is not

The past was

The present is.

But the future? It doesn't exist because it hasn't come yet

And when it does it still won't exist

Because it will be the present.