Black Corridor

Space is infinite
It is dark
Space is neutral
It is cold

Stars occupy minute areas of space
They are clustered a few billion here
A few billion there
As if seeking consolation in numbers
Space does not care

Space does not threaten
Space does not comfort
It does not sleep
It does not wake
It does not dream
It does not hope
It does not fear
It does not love
It does not hate
It does not encourage any of these qualities
Space cannot be measured
It cannot be angered
It cannot be placated
It cannot be summed up
Space is there
Space is not large and it is not small
It does not live and it does not die
It does not offer truth and neither does it lie
Space
Is a remorseless
Senseless
Impersonal fact
Space is the absence of time
And of matter