Is it inside out or outside in,
is it nothing
or just too small to see….
Maybe it’s an astral drain,
getting rid of the unused crap.
Maybe it’s a galactic generator
Slowly pulling electrons into protons
And pulverizing neutrons
Squeezing tighter and tighter
Making new elements we could never imagine
And these elements don’t even exist because the don’t even move
Eventually a photon will end up in the middle of it all
And blow the whole thing up.
Till then though its just
A cold dead black
And backwards star.
But is it even there
or is it just some weird
Maybe it is controlled
Or maybe it’s creating
there is a small organized galaxy
just like ours, but smaller
Maybe… or maybe it is just a dream
that sucks us in and never lets go.
and the dreamer can hold us
In a cold and timeless