Am I a computer?
Am I a machine?
Do I just exist here until I rust,
obeying everyone's commands?
I must be a piece of software inside of a human skin.
When will the day come
when I am told I am not human?
When will the aliens whisk me away to a foreign planet?
Will I ever go to this home I do not know?
I think so much of this void of space above our heads.
I became this void.
Full of nothing knowable.
Not to human minds.
Barely to my own mind.
There are specks of light among my mind.
Those are the things that people know.
Those are the things I let them know.
But then there are black holes.
They drown me.
They pull me apart until I am nothing.
I
am a
piece
of
the universe
and
the universe
is
a piece
of
me.
We belong to the void for we are the void.
