An Empty Speck in the Infinite Future

By | 4 February 2025

The empty speck embodies loneliness

It screams into the void, silent

Eternity is quiet, still, poised for nothing

The memory of touch, vaporous

It feels heartbreak

For what it forgets it knew

Youthful energy squandered

The bitter taste of solitude

As it races to infinity

Thinking

I am the final life in a dead cosmos.

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