and in the stillness of the night
there comes a bumping
churning
almost pounding
knock, knock, knocking
against my skull
afloat in this mystery of matter
time, space
miles, and light years
existing for stardust
happiness eternal
our questions unanswered
and what if there was no point
what if we were just made as fodder
trees
flower food
but we can't believe that
because then there would be no reason
would there??