NEEDS OF A COSMIC WRITER

I need time and space

So the sound waves could not propagate

In the middle of the cosmic emptiness
I shall not hear empty words
While mine
Launch to another space and time

In the middle of the profusion of the sounds I hear now
I can’t hear my own sounds 
Besides the cosmic is matter enough 
And the silence is the concrete of this poem

In the middle of the vacuum 
I can feel my own emptiness 

Without matter 
Within the vacuum 
Without sound waves 
Within the silence 
Without sight 
Within my empty universe self 
I can create 
A whole new cosmos 
A million light years away