Here I am wondering
in the parking lot
we all call the universe
I might, as well be, on the moon
all seams the same to me
as

I


Fall
down
into
the
b         l      a         c         k
hole
of
life

to


be
spat
by
L  i  g   h   t

And here am I W o  n   d    e     r       i         n           g.