There is only dark nothing

out here in the void;

just me, my cargo – emptiness.


The silence sometimes gets so loud

that I go deaf, before cryo kicks in,

oblivion becoming the new black.


The years have passed without me,

wincing at my arrival,

sighing at my departure.


Today I saw a supernova,

a blaze of glory unsurpassed

that I shared with – nobody.


I’ve seen the universe from edge to edge,

I know what time will bring;

there is only dark nothing.

About George Fripley
I am a writer who enjoys writing humour, satire, poetry and sometimes a bit of philosophy. I live in Perth, Western Australia and occasionally get a poem or article published. It's all good fun! I have two books available for unwary readers, Grudges, Rumours and Drama Queens- The Civil Servant's Manual (This contains all that anybody could ever want to know about why government runs so slowly) and More Gravy Please! - the Politician's Handbook. (available through Amazon). Real name Peter Tapsell...just started off writing under a pseudonym and kept going.

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