Elucidating Questions

Standing up at the top, someone has been stealing time,

And the saddest part is it’s me, I fell off the rail,

And the cliff on the other side dropped off so far down that once the tracks were left there was almost no sound

To plunge down below, past the road and the rocks,

Into this thick blanket of blackness where there is no no where or somewhere,

Up or down, left or right, around, nothing, but silent, screaming, invisible matter.

All I hear are the sirens and the ringing, the silence and the ticking,

Beyond beyond between and this place, far away from any space.

When out of time on the boundaries below the horizon of the stars and the galaxies,

Is there existence if it is beyond the fields of vision, beyond the edges

Out in the dark that exists, regardless

But the light can only exist with it,

The colours only in it.

Somewhere.