the universe i've always carried within me expands to become a black, empty hole.
it was never meant to be a sucking cosmic thing, but now it is and the only thing it can do is eat stars and everything around.
planets, rings, moons, meteorites.
nothing wins in my cosmic war.
there's a hunt in outer space and i'm the predator.
i never wanted this to happen.
i'm really sorry.
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Ephemeral Stars
Poetrythis is a journey through the stars; a short series of ephemeral thoughts. © february 2019
