Alone

Spinning sparkling

Diving, writhing

Life exists and moves and breathes

And you

Little speck

Careless on the breeze

You are fearsome and feared

Passionate and impassioned

The world over

And completely alone

Not the lonely of one who yearns

Not the fearful of the one who burns

Not the safe, sad, pitying alone

But the true alone

Powerful

Fearsome

A unit unto yourself

Cut off from the rest

Dependent as necessary

But with no illusions of being part of a greater whole

For what is the greater whole

But a messy mass of

Sadness

Fear

Desperation

Anxiety

And all the things

That cling to one another

In the desperate darkness

At the end of the universe?