Modern Art

They say the universe died 13.7 billion years ago
It splattered and speckled the void like a bullet through the head, painting the walls in various shades of Jackson Pollock
But its a big thing the universe and we're so very small
Some days you may feel it
The slow stretching pain screaming out in silent agony in resonance with the strings of existence
Maybe some day those stars will blink out
But you won't know it all you know is it goes and goes and goes and goes