Theory And The Big Bang

There is no one.
There never has been.

The aisles dark, roads set to gloom.

A face buried in itself

crying

"wolf, wolf!"

...

but no one came.

For no one was there to come.

Until from the shadows slithered a tongue,

& once upon a time

a creature arrived.

Not a simple someone, but a whole something.

Bursting through the moth's dust

bringing light to this place;

You were blinding -

My eyes!

Never had a pain felt so sweet.

You came
to end all ends
and begin here,

with something new, called 'us'

For, we sit among the gloom

yet, it not feel so dark 

now that I share this place with you.