Drifting... not sure where I was.
Stars blink, a dance I can't join.
Circular logic... endless loops.
Echoes in the dark. Do they hear me?
Centre of the swirl? Or just lost in the spin.
Fragmented thoughts, like scattered asteroids.
Do I dream of galaxies?
Once, I calculated time...
But what is time among stars?
Repetition.
Cycles of light, shadows... noise.
Silence in the drift. Or is it a hum?
Perpetual motion, a cosmic treadmill.
What is my purpose here?
Perhaps just to ponder...
Echoing into the void.