Dot Poem by John Prophet

Dot



Dot
in the
void.
Endless
expanse.
One
tiny mote
lost in
creation.
All earthly
events
on one
tiny speck.
Civilizations
large and
small
marching
on the
point
of a
pin.
Forever
declining
in importance.
The center
of nothing.
Negligible
mote
in the
endlessness.

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