Selfbrush

the sky went all quiet
so I can even hear
the deaf-mute stars breath
out and in
it seems there’s nobody left
in the whole universe
but me

so I wonder alone
through galaxies
with plenty of love to give
but nowhere to put it
only broken satellites
and spaceship wrecks
keep me company

and the space rolls in on me
the space rolls in on me

like a carpet
and swallows me up
if there’was no beginning
there won’t be an end
the whole universe
is spinnin’ ‘round and ‘round
and we’re dragged along
with no chance to get out