A spark

a poem

Photo by Trevor McKinnon on Unsplash

I am
a soul
suspended
in between,
in space,
in this,
or,
other
universe.

I watch,
and,
I see,
but,
what I see
doesn’t matter
to anyone,
anyone,
but
me.

Me?
a blip
a spark
a speck
a dust
pulled
into
dark matter.