Sucked by the Black Hole

My elongated feeling of solitude
Escapes the black hole
Wins another victory
Because this is where I am,
And that is where you are,
And the air between us doesn’t know that
I am down here,
Or does it?
Acting like minute ants
We run, we jump and think
That it’s all about work,
All about us,
All about getting up
And acting robotic,
When the truth is that
We’ll soon be nothing
No----thing
Or a thing, not sure which one.
Supernova and ketchup
Relate, see?
There’s no beginning and
No end.
There’s this now
That could be time and space.
There is this silent
Crash between spirit
And matter.
So black hole get close
To me so that I can see
You, so we can travel
Forward and eat time
Or space.
Doesn’t really <>.
Incarnated into bones,
And soul,
And water,
I live
And walk not really knowing
My start,
Or path,
Or end.