the universe isn't

the universe is a
burp, a hic-up,
a trip-up; a
trap of believing
otherwise.
the universe is
a speck of dust
on the table of
God. a dream
you created
to try and
hide in. the
universe is a
hollow gram,
a trail of
crusts you
left behind
thinking it
might lead
you home...
you are love.
but the universe
is just a shadow
following you
and you mistake
it for your
Self.