The Birth of the Radio

writing anything isn't mine now
writing anything was never mine
my words are products,
sums,
differences,
quotients,
of mathematic problems,
made up of the solutions
to other problems
whose answers will make yet more problems.
like a complex web of dominos
I am but another domino,
falling,
falling with no free will
but due to some infinite chain
of reactions.
My whole life is an answer,
Yet my whole life is a problem
it is a response and a question
a stepping stone to some
final solution
That may never even be found