The big forces come from outside.
There is a universe-encompassing universe
In which our particular one,
Which we can only think beyond,
Arose from an outside-engendered suck
That is still going on.*
It is drawing new things
From beyond the rim,
Becoming larger as it does it,
And the gravity of new things' attraction
Is driving what's further inside apart,
Faster toward the edge,
Slower toward the heart.**
*Our particular universe is a big black hole.
** Us near the start of that hole.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There's a vacuum without A smile draws you in Confidence man at the door To be expelled as repugnant Sucked and disintegrated Into molecular components Across the event horizon Welcome to the center of the galaxy.